by Sr.Pia Ignatius de la Cruz, O.Carm

I
am first-generation American from the New York City metropolitan area.
My father was from Germany and my mother is from Cuba of Spanish
descent. My vocation experience began at an early age but at that time I
did not know what it was. While I was preparing for First Communion, I
began to pay more attention to the kids who were altar servers. Mass
bored me and I never understood the homily so my mind wandered a bit. I
was impressed by the robes worn by the altar servers and the attention
they seemed to show during Mass. I approached Father Greg who was great
with children. He made learning fun and genuinely made us excited to
come to Mass. As I got older, my responsibilities grew. Parishioners
ask for me by name to serve at funerals and weddings. My fellow
classmates would get a bit jealous when I was pulled out of class to
serve. What kid does not want to get out of class? You knew you made it
as an altar server when you were asked to partake in midnight Mass.
That's like the Super Bowl of Masses!
After
my Confirmation, I became too old be an altar server. So the next
natural step was to become a Eucharistic minister. Since Fr. Greg had
now left, it was now Fr. Rob who taught me. He was overjoyed that
several other classmates wanted to participate. Some time went by, and
as my high school life became more stressed and filled with activities, I
chose sleep over going to Mass. Some would say my spiritual journey
ended, and at that time, I would have to agree. The Holy Spirit never
stopped speaking to me. I just stopped making time to listen.
My twenties
were filled with youthful interests and frenzied social activities. I
always knew my life would be that of service but did not know the form
it would take. I was all over the place and tried everything but rarely
went to Mass. Lifeguarding was fun but it's not a career. Bartending
was fun but not a career. Acting and dancing, any type of performing,
were loads of fun. Making people smile is a great thing but not a
career for me. Medicine! That is where I should go! I then went to
school to become an EMT. After a few years of that I went to nursing
school and got my LPN license. I jumped from various EMS agencies and
police departments and lived a life of service and fun. My social
calendar was always packed. But despite all these, I still felt
something was missing.