The Wafer
I miss the wafer. The Catholic communion wafer. The one that dissolved on my tongue. It's a sense memory that I will never forget. Having the Host placed directly on to my tongue. Doing nothing to add to the process of it dissolving. No chewing. Just waiting. I miss that a bit. Communion is certainly different for me now. The tray comes by. Which piece should I take? Do I want the gluten-free option? The juice. Careful as you pass. Crap. Spilled a little. What a mess. Maybe I'll just set it down until we're ready to drink it. There's [...]