Symbols, always symbols

One thing I noticed, thinking about the last two years, is that the tattoos I’ve gotten each year seem to have their own effects on my life. When I put renkinjutsushi (alchemist) on my right shoulder, it was the final aknowledgement of who I was, as well as a reminder of who I am. it also brought out some of my old attitude, for good or ill.

The dragon meant to symbolize my family, the streingth that I get from them, and my overwealming protective instincts – a ward, almost. On top of that it brought out a little of the dragon in me, in attitude and emotion.

While I talk a good game, the angel I plan on getting this year is probably my last for a while. I don’t know all the reasons I have for getting her, just a strong pull that it is the RIGHT thing to do, and that the placement, while not the wisest, is the right place for her.

This is the same pull that drove me to ask Renee to move to NYC with me 11 years ago come March, and the pull that resulted in Ray’s conception 7 years ago this past fall.

I think I am finishing a stage of my growth as a person. The symbols of who I am, was, and hope to be permanently etched into my physical being.

I wonder if I can truely attain that?

About Kevin Sonney

Kevin Sonney - who, contrary to popular opinion was NOT raised by wolves - grew up in central North Carolina. He fell into the technology field by accident in 1991, when he gave up the wild and crazy lifestyle of an on-air AM radio DJ to become a mundane technical support monkey. The technology industry has never really recovered from this. Kevin has worked for such names as IBM, Red Hat, webslingerZ, and Lulu Technologies (we won't mention the ones that didn't survive the experience). He currently works as a Linux Administrator for Apptio. In his spare time he rescues stray animals and plays video games with his two sons. His wife, we're sad to say, helps him get past the really hard bits. Kevin is still not very mundane, he just got better at hiding it.
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