People meet in different ways, fall in love, get married, and have kids.  There is nothing new about it, very traditional.  In our case however it is outside the norm.  We meet in a chat room. Not just any chat room but here on BTI.  How can two people fall in love that have never met?  As strange as it sounds it happened.  We exchanged phone numbers, and there was A LOT of late night calls.  The more we talked the more our love for each other grew. We feel in love with each other’s mind and souls.  The choice to fly half way across the country was an easy one. We knew that we were meeting the loves of our lives.  We meet face to face on Friday the 13. The luckiest day in our lives.  We had talked about getting matching tattoos done, but that was not good enough for us.  We decided on getting a heart with a lighting bolt through it.  We split the heart down the center of the lighting bolt.  For I carry his heart and he carries mine.  They are only complete and beat as one when we are together.  It is our symbol of the love that we have for each other.  It has only been a short time that we have know each other, but we both feel as if we were struck by lighting.  The best part of this whole story is on bent knee Shane purposed to Keri so our hearts will always beat as one.  Shane and Keri were married this past August in New York.


Who says love has to be traditional!
Shane and Keri
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I have two tattoos that are memorial tattoos.  The first one I got on my brothers 10th aniversary of his death back in 2005.  The tattoo is on my left wrist and its a claggdah.  I have the heart facing towards me to show that my brother has my heart.  It also had his birth year 1980 initials TSD and death year 1995.   The second one is on my chest its an anatomical heart with wings showing that my brothers heart is free. I lost my brother to a car accident that he, my sister, my mother and I were all involved in. He was ejected from the car and was killed instantly. The cop told my father when he arrived to the scene he didn’t think anyone would be alive after what he saw.  Luckily 3 of us did survive, but unfortunatly we lost my brother.  He was 14 and the oldest of the children.  He was a freshman in high school and a great artist.  He would draw flash art all of the time and he constantly told me he was going to be a tattoo artist and a drumer for a famous touring band.  My brother would have accomplished these goals if his life wasn’t taken from him.  All the tattoos that I will be getting on my body are going to be for him and my family.  I hold them all so close to my heart.  My family is what keeps me alive.


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My nephew, Jake Daeda, was one of those kids that all the other kids wanted to be like.  He was smart, fun, handsome, sportsman, witty and just all all around good kid.  We had planned to meet at Quaker Steak and Lube on this Saturday afternoon for wings (wings was his favorite meal) so I could finally meet his new Girlfriend, Abbey.  Well, the dinner never happened and he went to a party instead.  He was running late for curfew and was speeding through Monticello and went off the road.  Jake was killed… at the age of 16 I had lost my nephew, my friend, my son… my all.  I went into a very quick and very steady downward spiral with drugs and alcohol (a spiral I had been on many times before). I woke up one day and realized that this was not helping the situation, so I went and got his name tattooed on my ribcage (most painful one yet) as a constant reminder that he is in my heart and forever will be.  I miss you Jakey, and love you more than words can ever express!


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