I almost talked myself out of wearing the veil I chose for my first confirmation and Communion this summer. Would my RCIA classmates think I was making an obnoxious statement about piety? Would it slip off?
The pandemic had prevented us from gathering indoors. We were under the blazing sun among roses, statues of beloved saints, and a trickling fountain in the piazza where we once gathered for coffee and conversation after Mass. The bells seemed to ring at just the right moment, signaling to us that it was all meant to be.