My children were not allowed to be baptised. Nor was I was allowed to take my children to Church, or talk much about God by their father, my first husband. (yes, I know. Diana had three people in her marriage, I only had one).
When the youngest, Isabeau, was 6 I started to do it anyway and they were both enrolled in catechism classes. They were to be baptised at Easter.
My son hated it, but my daughter loved it and everything to do with the Church. I used to joke that she would be a priest when she grew up.
However, she drowned before she was baptised. At the hospital the priest did something to her, but she was gone at the time. I was so distraught I did not inquire…I could hardly breathe. If only my tears would count as a baptism I wouldn’t worry.
I have often wondered about her status…I have been afraid to ask. Actually, I’m terrified to ask…
Can someone honestly bring me some comfort? She was 6.
How do you know if there was a baptism of desire?
My son flatly refused to continue after her death and has never indicated any interest in the Church since. I can only pray he will come home someday.