That night, I couldn’t sleep. Was I wrong to still feel uneasy? Part of me wanted to shake off my worries and embrace the idea of change.
The other part felt like I’d failed her by not expressing how deeply it bothered me. But one thing I knew for certain: my love for Sarah will always outweigh my discomfort over something as small as a tattoo. She’s charting her own path in life, and while it may not look the way I imagined, it’s hers to walk.
So, should I have said more?
Maybe. But I also learned something that evening—sometimes, it’s not about making them see our perspective. It’s about letting them know they are seen, loved, and supported, no matter what choices they make.
And for now, that will have to be enough.
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