My mum was here over the weekend and it was really nice to have her here. Whenever we're in the same country, we have a tendency to stay up chatting for hours and hours and this weekend was no exception. She asked me about Canada (my settling down country of choice) and I told her I was going. She asked if L would come with me (barring any complications) and I told her I didn't know, cos of his dad who has an illness. So anyway, I asked him about it a few days later and he said he didn't know. He'd like to be there for his dad but he doesn't think that should hold him back.
The point of this story was that I'm really really proud of him for saying so. Just a couple of months ago, it wouldn't even have occurred to him. Moving to Dundee was such a huge step though, and I think he sees that while his dad misses him, he's still alive and coping. I'm just really proud of him.