Graduating High School

  
This past week as been a big blur to me. Being a graduate is a whole lot different than any other thing I’ve felt before in my life. All of a sudden something that you’ve been working towards since kindergarten, 13 years ago, is finally happening! Walking across that stage is not just a dream anymore; it’s a reality. Grad year starts off being a little sad, a little scary, and a lot excited. Throughout the year, the emotions stay the same, you’re always scared, always sad, and always excited. You have your ups and your downs just like always. 
My grad year was honestly one of the best and one of the worst years of my life. It started off on a little bit of a sad note as my grandmother passed away in August. This year was good as I was able to grow immensely in my faith. I can tell you that my relationship with God has never been better. I was in a co-op course at school and got to meet the best kids ever. My best friend moved 15 hours away. 😦 BUT this made for an excellent road trip Easter weekend. 🙂 I was able to go to Honduras on a mission trip that really opened up my eyes and changed the way I think about certain things. I also remember some tough times where there were many days where I just wanted to lay in bed and not talk to anyone and just be alone. It was terrible and I let it happen because it was easier to be sad than to put a smile on my face and force myself to get up and out of the house. Luckily I have friends that love me and they helped me through it. I was able to be involved in our schools production of Beauty and The Beast, which was absolutely the best thing ever! This is just a quick snapshot of my life this past year.
This year was something else. Prom was a blast! I definitely had the best date ever, and I’m totally not ashamed to say that! It was the perfect night for me, and I felt so elegant and like a princess. I will forever have memories of prom etched in my mind. Safe grad was also a great time! There was an illusionist at our safe grad and he was so cool! I still can’t fathom how he pulled off the tricks that he did, it was awesome. Staying up all night is not really my thing though. So this is a reminder to my future self to never stay up all night long ever again, it makes you feel sick! 

   

Graduation. The night that everyone dreams of and it’s everyone’s goal to walk across the stage wearing the cap and gown. I was so excited to graduate. Not so much at the beginning of the year, but on graduation night I was all smiles. I will always remember the wave of emotion that took over me as I was waiting to climb up the steps and accept my diploma. It came out of nowhere and I thought I was going to break down and cry right then and there. It didn’t last for long though because as soon as I heard them call my name, the biggest and happiest smile took over my face. As I was accepting my diploma my principle told me that I had a great smile.. Haha it made me feel good at the time. My tassel was moved from the right side to the left, I took my scholarships and bursaries and sat down waiting for the rest of the ceremony to be over. Waiting for high school to be over. Waiting for those last moments of those 13 years, all the blood, sweat and tears that were poured into this moment to be over. Finally. I did it! It’s all over. I’m moving on to bigger and better things and I couldn’t be more happy about it. 

C’est la vie,

Kayla

See You Again (My grad song)

Honduras 3.15

“Spirit lead me where my trust is without boarders, let me walk upon the waters, wherever you would call me..” – Oceans, by Hillsong United


Dean's picture033 - CopyI recently had the wonderful opportunity of going to Honduras on a short term mission trip. I was on a team of 12 people from my church, and we stayed in Honduras for a week in March. Other than going to the US, this was my first time out of Canada. It was just a humbling experience that I would recommend to anyone who is considering going out of their country to travel. You don’t realize how good you have it when you live in places like Canada or the United States. Something that really stood out to me was the fact that most of the kids there are not even privileged enough to go to school. We visited an orphanage in Honduras, and one of the girls that was there was 16 years old and only in grade 7. Here in Canada a 16 year old would be in grade 10 or 11. There was another guy that we met that was 13 years old and didn’t have more than a grade 3 education. The people of Honduras are poor. They are poor in terms of material possessions. The people of Honduras are also rich. They are rich in their love for people, in their love for Christ. Even though I went down to Honduras to serve and to build a house, I was blessed beyond belief by going there.

Going to Central America really opened up my eyes to some really sad and thought provoking things. There are people in Honduras spending a third of their income to buy pop. Yes, that’s right, I said pop. They are so uneducated and it’s hurting their health. They let their children eat sugarcane because they don’t know that it’s causing them to have rotten teeth. This HAS to stop! These people need to know the importance of brushing their teeth and staying healthy, they need to learn money management, they need help. When I say that they need help, I don’t mean they need you to send money and drop everything you’re doing to go and “help” them. When I say they need help, I mean that they need dedicated people who are willing to help them learn. They don’t need people from other countries to come in and build all of their houses and do every little thing for them… they need a teacher. Someone who will work alongside of them and teach them how to be a self-sufficient people. It is so unfair to people like Hondurans who live in a third world country that everyone seems willing to help, but yet nothing is actually helping. How would you feel if someone came to your city or town and just decided to change everything and build your house and make your clothes and run your children’s programs? You would have no clue how to do this by yourself or as a city or town, you would be completely dependant on other people. That is what these countries are, they are completely dependant on those who are more fortunate than them, and there needs to be an end to this.

So what’s the solution? Am I saying that we completely forget about trying to help these people, cancel all our mission trips, and never give any funding… NO WAY! I’m just saying that the way we go about doing things needs to happen in a different mindset. The only person you can change is yourself. My solution is to find people that are passionate about helping, these people will be great leaders and even better teachers. We will first educate them about a third world country and then send them to work alongside the locals, making friends, and teaching them things like money management, farming, healthy living, and the importance of an education.

C’est la vie,

Kayla ❤

The inspiration for this post is one of the men that I met while I was in Honduras. He worked for the company that my church partnered up with for the trip. He is trying so desperately to try and change his country. He is trying to learn new languages, and is probably the kindest person I have ever met. He is trying to change things because of his love for Christ, and his two little girls. If you ever read this friend, I hope you know that I am proud of you and I believe in you. 🙂

“I can do everything through Christ who strengthens me.” – Philippians 4:13

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A New Beginning

I have wanted to start a blog for awhile now, and am just getting around to it. I think what really made me want to blog are all the random thoughts that I have and how weird it is to share them with people sometimes. I needed an outlet for these random thoughts, so I thought blogging would be the perfect way to let out my thoughts and be a way for me to document my life. I’m graduating in less than two weeks and headed off to university in the fall. This summer is going to be a good one. I’m not claiming to be a good writer, nor am I trying to be. I just want to share thoughts and feelings. 

C’est la vie,

Kayla ❤

Ps. Maybe someday I’ll explain C’est la vie and my reasoning for using it. 

  Even though there is still snow on the ground, this picture reminds me of summer because of nighttime drives ❤ 🙂 -Taken Feb 2015