"Four years ago this December my boyfriend went off to join the army with the promise that when he came back home he would marry me. He made me promise him that I would fold him 1000 paper cranes and keep him safe so he could come home to me. Well, I didn't keep my promise. I folded 914 cranes in the first three years (I know I'm slow) and I never finished. James died January 9th of this year. I finished folding his cranes and his parents let me burn them at his funeral. I imprinted it in my skin to let everyone know that James will always be with me, until the day I die no matter what happens. It scares me to believe that if I had finished folding them, maybe he would have come home to me."
This is the tattoo. It goes from just under Cassidy's arm to her hip. It is a little hard to see that immediately but for modesty's sake, this is the shot of this beautiful tattoo.
Some of the stories that I expect are about working toward world peace... peace among people. This story is a story about peace with one's self. We are honored to have heard it.
