In the past T has told me he is never moving away. He looks at me blankly, or looks ever so faintly scared when it is suggested he might want to live somewhere other than home, and somewhere else than with me/us.
Not today. Today he said he going to live 'in Chinese', later corrected to China or Taiwan. "I will visit you every two, every two or three, every two or three years, or every two or three months. Because it is a long way away I will not see you very often, but I will visit. Will you visit me mommy?" "What are you going to do there?" I asked. "I don't know," he replied. "Why do you want to go to China?" I asked. "I want to speak Chinese," was the reply. We had walked out of school with his friend Stephen whose parents are Chinese (main land), and they all speak to each other in Chinese. T knows two or three words and is excited to know them. I told him we could find classes here so he could learn. He was quiet with that.
T has talked, in the past, about being a pilot and having an airline. He will fly to Taiwan. It will be the A airline. His classmate Miah goes to Taiwan to visit family every year, and since he was tiny it has fascinated him. Miah's parents are Chinese and Taiwanese, and very friendly. Miah and Stephen have captivated T.
T said he was going to live in China forever. I dearly hope not. It would be so hard to have him so far away for so long.