I got mine when I was 39. It's a dark pink rose with stem and leaves above my right ankle. Really no significance... when I went in, I wanted anything BUT a rose but after 4 hours of looking, it was the one I liked the best and knew I would love many years later. I wanted a hummingbird or a music note originally.
Am glad I waited, too -- I almost got a tattoo when I was 19 but chickened out literally at the last second. The needle touched my skin and I panicked. If I had gotten that one, I'd now have a white buffalo on my hip that I honestly can't remember the meaning of although there was one at that time!
Oh, and when my mom saw it --- the phrase "the blood drained from her face" actually happened to her! She said "OMG you have ruined your life!" But she said that to me when I was 16 and got my second hole pierced in my ears... which she finally did herself about a month before I got my tattoo.