I got another tattoo…….

This one is for Sal, one of my brothers from another mother. It’s my strength piece.

Salvador passed last year Nov ’26. I’m the last of our tatted siblings to get a piece for him.

I had to give the scare on my arm time to heal. Remember October ’25 I had my left thumb released, it was less than a month before he passed: The reason I wasn’t able to physically attend his funeral.

This piece represents owning my pain/disability and living live, cause I’m a “f*cking beast” (yes, Sal had a mouth like mine and he thought I was hard AF)

and it’s a promise to Sal….. I’m going to keep surviving DON’T slip back into survival mode, keep living and finding all the meaning, and I’ll tell him all about it when I see him, again.

that was Sal’s arm…. I have his stars 💔