Today was the Wedding of Chris and Hai, the son of my friend Paula. They dated way back in high school but her parents wanted her to marry a Viet Namese boy. So they sent her back to Viet Nam to marry. She ultimately did not marry him and returned to the US.
14 years later, Chris sees her on Facebook and reconnects with her. The wedding was a mix of cultures, held at the Buddhist Temple. The ceremony started with a Lion Dance and was performed by the monks in front of a statue of The Enlightened One.
It brought back so many memories for me. My mother brought us to study in the Buddhist Temple when I was in Junior High in New Orleans. The monk invited me to meditate with them again. It is so tempting, such a beautiful place. Serene and gentle. Maybe just what I need these days.
Frank and I painted the shelves a green grey and that wonderful orangey orange reddish red.
We put the second coat on the greeny grey tonight. I am encouraged that I will be using it soon...........ohmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm