Meeting new nuns is just as awkward as a junior high dance.

J.M.J.A.T.K.G

A couple of weeks ago I attended a solemn profession of one of the Friars at my Alma Mater.
For over a year prior to that,  he would mention to me that there would be nuns at the profession- according to him it would be nun fest 2011.

This got me excited.

On the day of the profession I entered the chapel and ramped up my nunar but I detected nothing but Friars. My friend and I sat down and I continued to look. I figured there wouldn't be any habited sisters- that would be too easy.
The Mass started and it was a beautiful ceremony. I don't know who cried more Br. Jesus or his parents.
After the ceremony my friend and I went to the Friary for the reception. She had a party to go to soon so I would on my own- I wouldn't have much time to socialize with the Friars or find the nuns.
My introvertness/ awkwardness immediately came out so couldn't bring myself to talk with any of the Friars. Not wanting to give up just yet I decided to follow my friends and get some of the fine mexician food offered. I knew I would warm up if I stayed around people I knew first then venture out.
After catching up with the other college students/ alumni about every obnoxious detail of their life, my friend said she couldn't stay any longer. Sensing defeat I said I would walk with her to her dorm. As we were leaving we stopped to say good-bye to one of our favorite friars.
I told him that I was dissappointed that nunfest 2011 didn't happen. He said "Of course they're here...one of them did the reading!" I said there's no way! Neither reader set off my nunar!
He then wisked me across the reception area and introduced me to Sr.Chris, a 30 year old temporary professed sister.
I made a mental note that I would have to work on my young nunar. But to my defense here was the set-up:

This could easily be confused with the set-up of my senior prom:

Unlike my prom date she was extremely nice and every bit of a nun. She kept asking everyone if they had enough to eat and drink- then shoved cookies at them regardless of their answer. She took great care of the older nun who came with her who hardly knew a soul there.
My friend looked at me and said "well I guess you're in your element now. I'm leaving." And she was right-these were my people.
We exchanged vocation stories and reasons why we love religious life. It was a conversation that I never get tired of having. Later that night I caught up with the older nun and with my favorite friar they exchanged stories of their younger days as Religious. The stories ranged from the touching to the hilarious.
But there was also some awkwardness...both nuns were from an order that I was unfamilar with. Totally new terrritory to interact with "New nuns". I'm used to hanging out with only my nuns. I know everything about my nuns-I'm confortable with my nuns- hince why I call them MY nuns. I noticed right away that once I started talking about my nuns I couldn't stop. Luckily I caught myself and was able to revert questions back to them.
All-in-all it was a great night full of laughter dancing and story-telling. And even though there were only two nuns there- to me it was still nunfest 2011.