It is all due to the scapular I suppose. I like to tell the story how I begged, nagged, and tormented my sister's girlfriend to give me her scapular one day as I was going through her purse. I was probably only four or five and Joanne defended her right to her scapular because she had received it - or more accurately, had been clothed in it - at her first communion. I told her if she wanted to keep it so bad, she should wear it then, but she explained she didn't want to wreck it. I told her I could wear it for her, and I'd never take it off.
After cruel pinches, shouts, screams, vicious scratches, angry slaps and pushes - all from Beth and Joanne mind you - the girls finally succumbed, and Joanne relinquished the scapular. It was if I were a little Jacob, snatching Esau's blessing - and I ran off to venerate my new treasure, studying closely the pictures of Our Lady and the Child Jesus, handing the exact same scapular to St. Simon. After I found out what the words printed on the image said, I was ecstatic, and wore the scapular night and day - even in the bath tub.
I have loved the Blessed Virgin ever since that day she clothed* me with her mantle. (I owe my sister and her girlfriend Joanne my thanks and prayers as well.)
Thou art all fair O Mary
- and the original stain is not in thee!
Make my body pure, and my spirit holy.
Draw me in the odor of thy oinments...
Encompass my heart within thine.
Show thyself my mother!
But thou O lord, have mercy on us.
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.
*I was an adult when I was officially clothed and enrolled in the Scapular (Confraternity). I'm not a Carmelite except for the connection with the order of Carmel I have through enrollment in the Scapular of Mt. Carmel. "All those who are 'enrolled' in the Brown Scapular are considered linked to the Carmelite Family in a spiritual sense and part of the worldwide 'Scapular Confraternity'." More information here. That's enough for me.