the language of my heart

tonight i went to a chinese restaurant with my family and spoke chinese to the people there for the first time since leaving taiwan almost 4 weeks ago. talked to an adorable little boy who called me "a yi" and had a nice conversation with his mom, a girl from hong kong who married a taiwanese guy and came to the states. another worker came out and started talking to me in taiwanese and i got to use the taiwanese words i know as well. it was wonderful. then we had to go. i went back to the van. i was suddenly overcome with missing taiwan, kinmen, and my dear friends there. i was suddenly reminded overwhelmingly how LARGE a part of my heart is still there...and always will be. i cried.