♪♫Today's my day, I'm going to meet the Lord, So join together and sing and pray this is my first Communion Day! ♪♫ I was chanting these words 2 decades ago. I grew up in a Catholic school where we have the privilege of taking the sacrament in our very own church. All I know then was, we have to confess our sins to a priest and he is supposed to absolve them and start life anew. I think taking the host was pretty cool but I am more excited about dressing up and the celebration. Take your time to grow up kid! Now it's a different ball game. I get to be the parent in this recent scene. My chica, celebrated her First Holy Communion. She was psyched by the preparation. The Catechism is okay but the mass is a drag. We have to go to church as a family and she finds it too much. It's not a place of worship of dancing and singing with a live band and fancy hats. It's more solemn! But, I don't blame her at all. Nonetheless, she continue to do what is asked of her.
Miffy received a beautiful white dress from her grandparents all the way from the Philippines. I made a veil for her and I bought a pair of white shoes and a footless tights to compliment the communion fashion. She is a well dressed girl! My parents are not coming to see her but they made sure that they were present and their blessing and grace were illuminated by the white dress that they hand picked from a local store. Everyone praise how quaint she looked . If only they can see her emotions. I was sooo happy but deep inside a little bit sad, what's new? Anyway, I made sure that she got her portrait done to remember this day or to remind her how special she is. It doesn't stop here, the church hall had a reception for them and their family. We attended and invited our Vietnamese friends. Back at home we have a reception prepared for her too. I cooked some Asian faves and invited our closest friends. She had tons of treats and presents from all of us. She knows that I will always do something for her and sometimes I feel like it's too much and when will I ever learn from it? All I know is I love to spoil my kids!  |
| A Spanish prayer was said to bless this meal! |
I guess in my hand book, I will always let her be what she wants to be in life. While she's in my roof, I have the right to pass on the tradition that I have whether it's cultural, matriarchal or religious. She was baptized and now she received the Holy Communion for the first time. We are not fanatics and we are not an old school Catholics. I love to be called spiritual. I welcome and respect all religion! For me, it is an opinion based subject and everyone is entitled to their claim. All I know is that we have one faith and our intentions are universally righteous. I am not talking about a cult but of a religion.
