As some of you may know, I am a Canadian, who about six years ago picked up and moved to Belize.
Where is that? It's in Central America, just south of Mexico and east of Guatemala.
Life here has had it's ups and downs but I've come to the conclusion that the grass is NOT greener on the other side, it's just a different shade of green. Belize has taught me to live a simpler life in many ways. I share 32 acres of land with my family which is nice but for the first four months we lived without running water or electricity. That was a great adventure but one I have no desire to repeat, ever.
Some days I miss my life in Canada, the shopping malls, fast food, movie theatres, skyscrapers, and general ease of things. Other days I look around at my four dogs, two rabbits, two doves, one cat and my newest baby, this beautiful colt, and things look pretty good.
Most of all, though, no matter what happens in my life or where I may go next, or if I stay here for the rest of my life, I will always be grateful to Belize for the gift of my son. I adopted Matthew the day he was born, 16 months ago. He is of Mayan Indian decent and the light and joy of my life.
