It has been nearly three years since we decided to move to Venice, Florida. We had vacationed here often, and fell in love with this sleepy little town's charm. The trick to our being able to move - selling our home in Chicago in a bad market, wrought with foreclosures. We tried everything, and nothing ever seemed to helped.
So one day, while cruising around Chinatown, one of our old favorite Chicago haunts, we found Happy Buddha. Oh please, you say, Chinatown is filled with Buddhas, stuffed to the gills with them! But this was OUR Happy Buddha. We just knew he would bring us luck and help us get here. We placed HB in a place of honor in our home, which for us is on top of the big screen. We rubbed his belly before every showing and promised him, if he helped us sell our home, we would take him to the most beautiful beach to thank him.
Well, we have been here for a little while, but we finally made good on our promise. Happy Buddha had his day at the beach. And what a day it was! He played in the surf, found a coconut, met a dog, peeked down a crab hole, tanned his belly and gave a blessing to a poor dead puffer fish, so it could pass on in fishy peace. It was joyous day for HB. He had so much fun. And we had fun with him. So much so, we are starting a fan page for him on Facebook, so that everyone can follow his adventures and learn to love HB as much as we do.
