Ben asked me recently if I would ever want to mark him with a tattoo. It was not a demand or a push. It was a quiet, respectful question, asked from a place of devotion rather than impatience. He is doing very well, but we are nowhere near the point of permanent branding. Still, the question stayed with me.

Permanence should never be rushed. A tattoo is not a reward for good behavior in a single season. It is a statement of endurance, consistency, and identity. One year feels like the earliest point I would even consider it. Long enough for patterns to be proven, not just enthusiasm. Long enough for obedience to become habit rather than effort.

If I ever chose to mark him, it would be intentional. Not decorative. Not flashy. Something simple that reflects ownership and service rather than ego. Placement would matter as much as design. Somewhere discreet, hidden under clothing, meant to be known rather than shown. A mark for him, and for me, not for the world.

For now, it remains a thought exercise. A reminder that he is thinking long term, and that I am too. Permanence should be earned slowly. And if the day ever comes, it will mean something real.

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