It All Started With...

I believe everything starts with a thought or idea. From there, it is our choice to turn it into a reality or to just keep it in our minds. People invent things everyday or use an idea that they see or hear of and perfect it. Almost all the time these developments are harmless. It is when you have malicious intent that it becomes dangerous and life threatening. For example, sitting in a lab class, which requires you to mix chemicals, you are taught to take precaution when mixing fluids because it may "blow up". Well, some people may find the thought quite thrilling and I would be lying if I said I wasn't curious myself to see how it happens. Now, only few of these people will try and experiment with it and from there a small portion of those will do enough damage to get a special appearance in the newspaper.

What happened in Boston some countries experience everyday. It only takes one with a sick mind to want to make a stamp for others to copy the act or do worse. Unfortunately, people are killed everyday. Not all make it to the news but it is the fact of the matter. No amount of control is going to bring these devastating series of events to a minimum. This is the reality we live in.

I am not surprised at what I see or read in the news anymore. If I allow it to affect me in anyway or fear leaving my home then I am not living life to its full potential. I am a military wife and I knew when my husband made the choice to join the armed forces everything would be on the line. We know to live for today and to live for the moment because we do not know what tomorrow can bring.

Ink

Ink...not even white out can erase the mark that hides underneath. Many of us use ink as a form of expression. Art is what you may call it. It can be on paper, canvass, walls, skin, etc.. I love ink but my art is not a drawing. My art is an image in my head that stays personal to me and only me. In my mind I formulate a picture that my hands do not know how to translate, but then again why would I want it to. No one can see what I have done nor critic something that has meaning to me. It remains pure and untouched. No Who? What? When? Where? Why?. This is just how I like it.

Why must we judge the ink? It makes you and it molds you. It gives an insight to who you are. We make the decision of putting something so permanent on our body because it has meaning. We don't care what people think or what they are going to say. If it bothers them they can look away. Do we do it to be cool or to follow a trend?

The day I got my tattoo was not planned. I got out of work and met my boyfriend, who is now my husband, he wanted a tattoo of a compass on his chest. Prior to that, we discussed if I were to get one what would it be of. A Lioness. Part of the reason behind it was my maiden name Leon, which translates to Lion, and the other reason was instead of getting a lazy masculine Lion on my body I wanted the prideful respected protector. My main characteristics are that of a Lioness. When I got pregnant I really fell in love with my body art. It is positioned in a way that it is watching over my womb. Something so precious to me. I made a great decision with this one.

To sum it all up, I got a tattoo because I was living in the moment. I made sure that what I got was going to be something I was proud of and had meaning. This was ink that I now have on display to the world. If you want to judge me go right ahead. If you do not like it just look away. I did not do it to be cool or to follow a trend. I made a choice and one I am proud of.

Couples Therapy

My husband and I were sitting at the kitchen table the other night and we were playing this very addicting game called "Subway Surfer". I looked up at him and said "Is this what it's going to be like now a days?" then the next day I went over to a friends house and his parents were playing the infamous "Words with Friends". Don't get me wrong, my husband and I are always conversing and have a healthy communication, but is this what quality time is turning into? With all this technology around it makes it so hard to just sit at the table and talk. When we are in bed getting ready to call it a night that is when we become some talking Tom's. We talk for hours until we realize it's past 12 a.m..
T.V. is a similar but different story in our home. We watch a few shows like Mob Wives, The Americans, and American Idol. During commercials we begin talking about these characters as if they are part of our lives. It is actually very comical. Even after the show is over we talk about who was wrong or how they should have handled the situation. I truly believe that this great quality time because while the games we play keeps us competitive, the shows we watch give us an insight on each others different points of view. So once again, "Is this what it''s going to be like now a days?" WHY THE HELL NOT!!!

The G Word

I believe there is a God. I also believe Jesus is the son of God. If you ask me what I know about the bible I would shamefully respond "nothing past Genesis". I pray everyday and I always thank the Lord for blessing me with another day regardless of how stressful it was or any bad news that comes my way. I know I was put on earth because I have a purpose. Now, I am not fulfilling the part of dedicating my life and decisions to the Lord. I am very positive about the events that occur in my life and do not blame nor seek attention or financial help of others. I know that things happen for a reason but the Lord will not put something in front of me that I cannot handle. This does not make me a Christian it makes me optimistic. I do not attend Church and although I really want to I lack the spirit to get up and do so. I was raised a Catholic and now a Christian. Yes there is a difference but minor.
I have a baby son and I want him to raise him to love the Lord, know the Word and be saved. Both my husband and I are responsible for his future. I want him to turn to the Lord whenever he has a problem that he cannot come to us for. I want him to believe and have faith.
My husband and I had a loud discussion about religious holidays and what church we are looking to attend. I have been to a church that I feel very comfortable with but my husband did not like it. He said he does not want to go to a church where he feels they are chanting and I do not want to go to a church where people feel the spirit and fall. Hopefully we find something we are both comfortable with and somewhere my son can grow. The journey begins.