So, the monk that my mother and I have respected so much and offered alms to has returned after about 3 weeks out of state. I read on his blog [he's the one I wrote about before, so he's pretty young and technologically inclined] that he has foregoed housing at the temple in true practice adhering strictly to the Buddha's practice. So, this meant he's homeless and living in a park. So my mother and I walked to the temple in the morning like we always did. So that's about a 2 mile walk. We then headed for the park on Strathern street, a little less than a mile away. So then we wandered in the park for about an hour, periodically asking people if they've seen a man in orange robes. People just looked really confused. I really respect his determination and beliefs but omg he made it so hard to find him. We didn't find him at the park and decided to head back to the temple. No one at the temple knew if he was back for sure or not, so we just sat there waiting for my dad. His "grasshopper" called me back to tell me that he was indeed back and that he was at the temple's guest house, about ten feet away from where I was sitting. The irony of venturing far and wide to look for someone who's so close. So my mom and I went to see him finally after being somewhat disappointed about a pointless trip. It turns out that all the temple officials convinced him to return to the temple even though he didn't want to. It must be especially hard for him since he's not Thai.
In other news, no wedding plans yet! LOL. That previous post was so in the moment. I mean that I really do see him as the man I would love to marry, but that's a faraway thought considering that I won't get married until I have my next degree finished. But, I really want to know what happens next. :) He's so freaking cute.
And he was talking to my dad yesterday about what to look for in a good wife and all that fun because his friend's engaged and my dad was teasing him. Too bad I interrupted them. LOL.
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