Vegas and Tattoos

Well I feel like I have fallen off the blogging wagon. So much has been going on but I just haven't found the time to keep up with my blog. First, at the end of February Ryan and went to Las Vegas for some time away. We had not been anywhere "alone" for quite some time....with the exception of my bi-weekly chemo treatments and that's not exactly what I would consider a vacation. We were lucky enough to find an incredible rate on our airfare and hotel and just couldn't pass it up. In addition, we scored two free tickets to Cirque Du Soleil Mystere. Vegas was warm and wonderful. I would like to say that we returned big winners, but that just wasn't the case. We stayed at the Monte Carlo for three nights. Our second and third night we upgraded our room to a Spa Suite on the 21st floor. The room was wonderful. It had a jacuzzi right next to the window over looking the Vegas strip.

We spent lots of time going in and out of all the different hotels trying out their casinos and shopping at the forum shops. My favorite part of the entire trip was no doubt the Cirque Du Soleil show. We had never been to a show in Vegas so that was a special treat. Ryan and I both agreed that despite our tickets being free, it was worth the $100 that the tickets sell for. It was hard to come home after spending such a short amount of time there but we were both excited to see Charley.

On a different note, I got my very first tattoo last night at Hearts of Fire here in Springfield. I had been wanting a tattoo for quite awhile and knew exactly what I wanted and where I wanted it. When I was first diagnosed with breast cancer last June, there were many scriptures that pulled me through and inspired me to fight like heck. One of those scriptures was Jeremiah 29:11, "For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord, plans to prosper you, not harm you, plans to bring you hope and a future." This particular verse continued to show up time and time again and was a constant reminder that breast cancer was a "season" in my life that God would bring me through and that my future would be filled with hope. So, last night I had Jer. 29:11tattooed on my wrist with a pink ribbon in the background. I know this will serve as a constant reminder of God's promise to me, no matter what the future may bring. I also hope it will serve as a way to share my story with others.

Next week Ryan and I leave for St. Louis for my first post-chemo Drs. appointment. Then I am flying to NY to meet a very dear friend for the first time. She is also a breast cancer survivor. I'm sure I will have lots more to blog about when I return.

Las Vegas

New Tattoo