The meaning behind the Plum Blossom

Earlier this year, I got another new tattoo. 
Symbolic? Yes. Beautiful? Yes. Do I regret it? Never. 
This blog is not about tattoos, but the tattoo I got warrants some attention. In hopes to give myself new insight, I had a plum blossom tree tattooed on my shoulder.

'In the midst of winter, before snow melts and the swallow returns, plum trees blossom onto the barren landscape, bracing the harshness of winter and reminding people spring will come. Celebrated here is the vitality of life, endurance through hardship, and hope that life will regenerate.' (http://kristinasaid.wordpress.com)

It turns out, having a beautiful tree tattooed on your shoulder will not distract you from the constant yearning that continues in your mind. The longing, hope, and depression that constantly bombard your thoughts.

Infertility is a difficult word to write.
Even just writing it, makes me have to acknowledge that the word even exists. 

I'd rather be writing words like 'mother' or 'pregnant' or 'baby', but not infertility. It brings tears to my eyes to not be able to to even read those words without becoming emotional.

I do not plan to complain on this blog, for my blessings are far more than I could ever imagine. I plan on voicing my concerns, sharing my struggles, and hopefully renewing my own strength. 

- Heather