Master with the Ink

Tattoos and the art of tattooing has been around for thousands of years. It dates back to when tribes would tattoo their bodies as a symbol of solidarity or for religious reasons. In the last century or so, the tattoo phenomenon has become a custom where people have had to choose sides. Some feel like tattoos are unprofessional and tacky. Facebook users and tattoo lovers disagree, citing that tattoos are a form of expression.

Whatever the case, one can’t help but admire the woman who is using her artistry for tattooing to improve the lives of recovering victims and patients. Basma Hameed specializes in para-medical tattoo treatments. Hameed takes people who have been affected by facial deformations, burns, and skin discoloration and uses her skills to give them the appearance that they desperately want. After suffering from a horrific incident at the age of two, when Basma was doused with hot oil, her face was left permanently scarred. She spent numerous years and thousands of dollars to reconstruct her face. Doctors were only able to do so much for her skin.

After doctors told her that there was nothing that they could do, Basma had almost given up hope. With the small amount of will that she had left, Basma researched cosmetic reconstruction and mastered the skill. Today, she is the leading technician in the field. Her work has transformed the lives of thousands of people who have been affected by facial deformities. Basma continues to heal lives, and scars, one appointment at a time.

How Culture Has Changed Their Views About Memorial Day

What will you be doing this Memorial Day? Amen Clinic recalls that what once was a day for decorating graves has now turned into a day of picnics. Brats, hotdogs and hamburgers as far as the eye can see will be lined up on picnic tables, as families enjoy each other’s presence on this day. It’s supposed to be a day to remember the dead and to cherish memories. These days it seems like an all-out oink fest of sorts.

Growing up we never had picnics on Memorial Day. We always decorated the graves on this day. I would tag along, bored out of my mind, as we decorated the graves of people I didn’t know. As I have aged and have had several people that I love who have passed, I have realized how important this tradition was. As I walked through our local department store yesterday, I saw all the grave arrangements right out in front. I wonder why my husband and I have never done this with our children. Why haven’t we shown them to have respect for the dead and the lives they lived?

So many traditions in our country that were once a vital part are now just passing memories. I don’t want to lose the foundation that I was founded on, my family worked hard to instill valued and morals. This year, I am going to drag my children to the graveyard to my grandmother’s grave. They can watch me cry some tears and put some flowers on the resting place of a woman I loved dearly.