said "no" to them at first but glad i went out with my parents. it was a pretty fruitful day.
when i was younger, i've never allowed myself to change the fact that i was born and still am a buddhist. even when my sister took a religion change in her life, so did some of my friends (they even pulled me to churches) and random people who'd invite me to churches - if i was born a buddhist, i will be one forever. if i was born a christian, i will be one forever. it's the same for if i'm a roman catholic, or hindu. you get my drift.
so my parents and i would go to the temple once in awhile, pray for safety and happiness for everyone in the family. sometimes i forget about the procedures, dad would teach me. the temple is located at waterloo street - never really care about what the names of the streets are.
we walked, we talked, we ate, we laughed and we prayed.
i wish for my life to continue be as simple as this beautiful sunday afternoon i had.
