“He is going to break lots of hearts,” the monsignor says with a smile and directly looking into my eyes with such a proud expression as a crowd had gathered in the back of the church.
I was having to serve that Saturday evening, and was incredibly shy. I was in that awkward stage, my body was changing and I felt clumsy.
“A lot of women’s hearts,” someone else chimed in.
At this moment an old Italian grandmother feels compelled to step into the circle of space that was created from the people around me. Her hand moves impressively fast for an old woman and she pinches my cheeks extra hard, that way only the old Italian women do.
I feel my face getting red. I look over at my friend that is serving tonight as an alter boy. He starts laughing, he knows he got to escape getting pinched and the attention for tonight because I was there. His eyes continued to laugh and it brought a smile to my face.
On the inside I felt awkward, anxious, and different.
I was having to serve that Saturday evening, and was incredibly shy. I was in that awkward stage, my body was changing and I felt clumsy.
“A lot of women’s hearts,” someone else chimed in.
At this moment an old Italian grandmother feels compelled to step into the circle of space that was created from the people around me. Her hand moves impressively fast for an old woman and she pinches my cheeks extra hard, that way only the old Italian women do.
I feel my face getting red. I look over at my friend that is serving tonight as an alter boy. He starts laughing, he knows he got to escape getting pinched and the attention for tonight because I was there. His eyes continued to laugh and it brought a smile to my face.
On the inside I felt awkward, anxious, and different.