A student wanted to create hanna art on me, but, unsure if I would have an allergic reaction, I declined.  He completely respected my trepidation, but in an instant of unbridled adventure, I decided to allow him to henna something tiny on the inside of my wrist.  He asked what I would like, and I suggested a small triangle.  A delta.

This year has been a year of great change for me.  I took a risk and became a high school teacher.  I took a risk and got some henna art.  I find I have taken many risks here of late, and the changes have been good.  They have been difficult – very difficult – but they have been good.

Changes, like my henna art, are not permanent, but the concept of change is constant.  And with God, I can embrace change and consistently grow.

I am change.

I am Delta.

Oo-oop!