Born and raised Catholic, springtime always reminds me of my First Holy Communion.  Do I remember much?  No.  But neither do any of the other parents of the second graders in my youngest daughter’s class.  But what I do remember is a photograph…standing outside Holy Sepulcher Church…the wind blowing my veil…my hands delicately placed.

And the party…I remember the party…

First Communion Portraits…

Children, Promotional

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