What a Glorious Day

When our son made his First Holy Communion a year ago it was a glorious day! He was dressed in his new suit. White shirt, bow tie and new shiny shoes. So excited. So nervous. So everything. After he came back from the altar, knelt down and bowed his head. After a little while he looked back and caught my eye. He mouthed these words. " I feel different, really I do!" Who says an 8 year old doesn't understand what is going on. Blessed I tell you. Truly blessed.