She was always a little disappointed that she didn't get to "perfect" her altar serving technique . . . she was late on board of course. Although she had served at our former Episcopal parish since she was an itty bitty, they did everything differently in our new parish, and she felt like she didn't have it "right" before she graduated high school and had to sign off.
She is very pleased that one of the parishes near her college allows the college kids to continue to altar serve -- so she'll get another chance to "get it right" as she puts it. And they also allow the college kids to do the sick calls as EEMs. She doesn't like doing EEM in church, because she feels it detracts from the priest and she thinks the old biddies who predominate aren't devout or serious enough.
I'm just glad she's not falling away from the church in college like I did . . . of course, I was an Episcopalian then, and the 70s were another time of tumult and upheaval in the Episcopal church (or this is just more of the same tumult and upheaval). Boy am I glad we're Catholic! Should have swum across the Tiber long ago.
I love the Church. I love the connection it gives me to Jesus and God, I love the order and discipline, and I love the Eucharist.
I am just sorry I came to it so late in life. (I am 58.)