I've never been the type to believe that the path we take in life is pre-written before we embark on it, but in light of the last 12 months I've become more open to that idea.
To those who don't know me I'm not a believer of any faith but that's not to say I don't believe a higher power exists.
I have always led my life and chosen paths solely based on gut feeling or signs I've noticed along the way. Although I don't believe in a God I've always asked for signs to know I'm heading in the right direction and based off these, and gut feelings, I've always ended up in the right place. However 12 months ago I decided to throw everything I knew out the window.
12 months ago I decided to boycott the system I've used for as long as I could remember and decided to forge my own way, hoping to prove my gut instinct and all the signs along the way wrong. I attempted to change the path before me in hopes of a different result but 6 months later the end result was the same with the only difference being I had to endure a much rockier road.
It is through these experiences that I have come to the conclusion that life is predestined. I'm not saying we don't get to choose our own adventure along the way but in the end the storyline that is our lives has been written and the choices we make only determine what lessons we learn along the way.
My new tattoo pays homage to the last 12 months and the lessons I've learnt. Cherry blossoms are a symbol of the frailty of life. I've always chosen paths based on what I want and not what others want for me because at the end of the day it's your life and you've got to live it the way it makes you happy, which to me is to follow the path fate has for me.
My parents hate my tattoos and believe that I'm limiting my life's opportunities by having them. I guess this tattoo is a particularly poignant rebuttal to their thoughts on tattoos. As words have a particular power over me (all my tattoos except one, have words or letters in them) my tattoos are all reminders of how far I've come.
I wonder what the next year will bring...