My aunt is trying to persuade my cousins and me to go the Temple today for our Grand-father's death anniversary. We didn't get to see him at all. Well, my cousins don't want to go, but I should be going. I've always had when it's TĂȘt. I would use that opportunity to shake those sticks to get a 'fortune' telling for the on-coming year. However, I couldn't go this year because it was my working weekend.
Since I was young until I reached 15 years old, I got used to go Chua with my paternal grandmother. When I was on vacations, I would go over to her house and sleep over for the whole week. Now, I can't. We barely even talk. Then, as I grew older, I 'helped' her in the kitchen (more like fooling around). Therefore, I have an affection for Chua Quan Am. Plus, my maternal grand-parents and uncles are there.
Yeah, the modern girl still has some traditional sides to her. Some of you might have noticed, I have this Quan Am jade necklace most of the time on me. It's actually my dad's mom's gift to my mother who gave it to me few years ago. Human beings got to have faith...that out there, it exists some sort of miracle, something out of our control...because it's not all about sciences and effort.
So boring blah blah right? My point is, I don't *really* want to go... I have too much stuff to do and it's so far from home...meeehh...and we're losing 1h of sleep here.
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