Heaven

Recently we discovered that Google Home Mini would play very lovely music when we say "Ok Google, play Christian piano." 

Today, Calder was lying on his bed listening to the peaceful instrumental and I was beside him, scrolling on my handphone. 

"The music is so nice, isn't it?" I remarked, "Thank Uncle Leong for buying Calder this Google Home Mini." 

Uncle Leong, who passed away in March this year, was Calder's best friend. 

It occurred to me to ask, "Calder, where is Uncle Leong?" Calder tried to find the answer in my eyes. So I gave him an answer: "Uncle Leong is in heaven." 

Then I ventured, "Where is Popo?" (Popo is my mom who passed away in May this year.) Another gaze from him. So I supplied: "Popo is in heaven. " 

And I asked again: "Where is Mama?" (Mama is my mother-in-law who has also passed away.) By this time, he had figured out the answer: "Mama is in heaven."

"That's right," I responded, "next time we go to heaven ok?"

"Ok."

I wonder what Calder understands to be "heaven". The way I referred to it - might it seem to him like a place of vacation, like Taiwan?