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It's our 4-year Panamaversary, and here's the honest version of what we got right and wrong moving our family here. It's our 4-year Panamaversary. Four years ago, at the end of the pandemic and after a particularly hard winter, I turned to my husband and said: let's go. To my surprise, he agreed easily. He isn't Panamanian. He didn't speak the language. But the idea of living abroad had been sitting with us for years, we just hadn't known where. Panama was where I was born. I

I saw this comic recently, and I laughed out loud, alone, at my desk. Concept originally from a 2012 cartoon by Brazilian artist Lute, first published in Hoje em Dia — since widely adapted and shared online. Two panels. First one: "Who wants change?" A whole row of hands shoot up. Second panel: "Who wants to change?" Nothing. Crickets. Two little clouds of dust where people used to be standing. I laughed because I know that room. I've stood in front of that room. In my other

At my daughter's Grade 5 graduation last month, her teacher stood up and gave a speech. Not a general "congratulations class of 2025" speech — a personal, specific, impassioned speech for each of her 15 students. One by one. She named what made each child singular. What they'd grown through. What she was proud of. I sat there thinking: a teacher in Canada could never do this. Not because they don't care — but because they have 30 kids, a packed curriculum, and a system that d