First Communion time is looming. We have a dress and shoes and stockings. I have a gift planned. The banner is ready. The only thing really left to take care of is the veil.
I don’t know how it happened, but when I made my first communion I ended up with a rented dress and veil. There aren’t any pictures of me that day, either. It’s disappointing, not having anything to pass along to my daughter for her First Communion.
Then I heard about somebody’s tradition of passing along their wedding veil to their daughter for First Communion. My bridal veil is in two pieces, a circlet of flowers plus a separate veil. The veil is much too long for an 8 year old, but the circlet of flowers is perfect.
So we went in search of an appropriate veil. We found the perfect one, a miniature version of the veil I wore when I became her father’s bride. Mine was edged with pearls, hers is edged with satin.
When it arrived, she tried it on with my head piece. It – she – is beautiful.