Happy May Day!
Eons ago, when I was a little girl in Catholic school, the month of May meant celebrating Our Blessed Mother, Mary. Being 6 or 7 years old, every little girl was chosen to lay the flowers at the feet of Mary. This was a big deal. I mean, really huge. At that time, it was the biggest event in my life.
Every little girl wore their communion dress, white shoes, flowers in hair. Every parent of the little girl would provide a bouquet of beautiful spring flowers. My flowers chosen flowers were lilacs.
Even though it was truly eons ago, I can remember walking delicately to the statue of Mary. I wanted to be perfect because nothing else would be acceptable.
Where did this memory come from today? It has been long buried and just today brought forward to document.
Happy May Day! Happy Lilacs! Oh, how I miss you lilacs.
Every little girl wore their communion dress, white shoes, flowers in hair. Every parent of the little girl would provide a bouquet of beautiful spring flowers. My flowers chosen flowers were lilacs.
Even though it was truly eons ago, I can remember walking delicately to the statue of Mary. I wanted to be perfect because nothing else would be acceptable.
Where did this memory come from today? It has been long buried and just today brought forward to document.
Happy May Day! Happy Lilacs! Oh, how I miss you lilacs.
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Happy May Day!!!!!