JNB:
Ironically, the parishes that send the most young women to the convent, are the ones that have an all altar boy corps. I have yet to hear of a female religous vocation that has been fostered by having been an altar girl.
Well, today is your day. Now a college senior, I served Mass at my home parish from 4th grade (the spring of my first year, '94, I was told by my pastor that I was ‘legal’; I had no idea what he meant and figured that I had finally been enrolled on some archdiocesan registry of altar servers!) all the way through graduation, and still serve on occasion when I come back for vacations and am called upon.
I credit my altar-serving experience for introducing me to some very dedicated priests, getting me interested in my faith, and jump-starting a prayer life and a relationship with Jesus - all because I wanted to get away from my parents in the pews and get noticed. One time I was asked to serve for an archdiocesan Chrism Mass and was pretty much the archbishop’s right-hand woman

Whodathunkit? That experience alone was a defining moment in my journey. I was surrounded by all these different people (deacons, priests, bishops, men and women religious, musicians, lay faithful…) gathered under one roof. It put forth the searing question, “How do I fit into this Body of Christ?”
To my joy and my chagrin, the idea of vocation has continually presented itself throughout my college years. It has taken a lot of talking, and wrestling, and imagining, and surrendering to get me to the point today where I would admit that God is very likely inviting me to the life of a contemplative monastic. Initially it seemed like the most illogical thing in the world, given my background and goals, but through much discernment and prayer, it seems very natural and brings me peace. All I can say is that I can’t not try it, and I yearn for the day when I can actually go for it. Please pray for me and for my folks - it’s not an easy bit for them to swallow.