On Sunday, my daughter, our youngest, made her First Holy Communion in the Extraordinary Form, a Latin High Mass.
All 3 of her brothers served at the altar.
I got my cry out in the car ride to Mass as we prayed the Luminous Mysteries of the Rosary as a family. I thought for sure that when she, her father and I knelt together for Holy Communion, with a brother flanked on either side of the kneelers and the other holding the paten beside the priest that I would lose it. Instead, there was just serenity.
|For Sacraments, this is my gift, a personalized, monogrammed hanky|
|Bringing flowers to The Fairest|