I always dreamt that one day my price, a handsome man with black eyes, would come to me riding gracefully his white horse and nothing would stop him, that he would take me in his arms and say to me that he love me. I thank the Virgin of Zapopan because the man of my dream came—although not for me but to buy a land from my father. But when I saw him on his white horse I understood it’s him. He also saw me and fell in love at first sight. I thank for we will be happy forever.