The beginning of a reflection

I left for Honduras after a week of stressful midterm exams, lots of riding and working, and not much on my mind other than getting through the week.  This seems to be a common theme in the United States, and I fully admit I am guilty.  Hi my name is Kelsey, and I am a work-a-holic.  I find that when I love something and want something I have a need to be consumed by it.  To breathe it in each day, and fight everyday for more and better.  It is that quality that has gotten me to where I am today and it is that quality that will fuel my drive for more.

I left thinking that this would just be another trip.  I wasn't quite sure why I was traveling to Honduras instead of heading out to San Diego to spend time with my parents and brother.  As I arrived in the San Pedro Sula airport though, and Kevin greeted our group with eight smiling, yet shy boys, I started to remember what it was that was so special about this program.  

The end of life as we know it.

A week in Honduras

Tomorrow morning I set off for a week of sun and sweat in El Progreso, Honduras working with the organization Proniño, the same organization I worked with freshman year when I studied abroad there.  I will share lots of photos when I get back!

Its midterm week, photos will have to suffice

The mares are doing well!  Aston has shedded out into a true beauty. A bright dappled bay.  Once the pieces click under saddle, she'll be a true attention grabber.  The pony is finally getting it.  I'm so proud!  She's ready to go out to the shows this spring, and we have some planned for weekends in April.  So exciting!