My second husband and I thank Saint Brigit because we won the first prize in the lottery. With the money we bought a very big and beautiful boat on which we are sailing to Puerto Vallarta.

My wife used to read horror stories. Because of that she had nightmares. She woke up at night crying and giving me slaps and kicks. She even pushed me off the bed. I thank the Virgin of San Juan, because now my wife reads love stories. She has nice dreams about handsome men, she kisses them at her dream, and we both sleep in peace.

On our honeymoon my wife Juanita and I were on the Acapulco beach. Suddenly a mermaid appeared. She fell in love with me. Out of jealousy she grabbed my wife’s hair and tried to drown her. But thanks to the Virgin of Guadalupe I didn’t let her to do so.

Amador Ramirez
July 10, 1982

My wife heard the rumor that I flirted with the drugstore employee. My wife got furious from the jealousy and tried to kick me out. Only thanks tho the Holy Virgin of Zapopan I managed to calm her and convinced her that it was only a slander from some gossipy old woman.

I thank Saint Anthony because I married a good man who loves me and the animals. He accepted me with my monkey, two dogs, two cats and my little bird. Now we’re all happy on his ranch.

My wife read in a decoration magazine that the “Dark” style was in vogue. She painted our bedroom in black. It looked hideous. But when she decided to change our furniture for black furniture and she bought the black bed linen, I couldn’t take it more. I thank the Virgin of the Rosary for giving me strength to shout on my wife, in spite of being a very complaisant and calm husband who loves his wife very much. Fortunately, my wife understood that I didn’t like the “Dark” style. So now our bedroom is white again.

I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe because I met a very cheerful man to get married. I was looking for someone like him, because I didn’t want my wedding to be boring. And my Miguel is very funny and he’s a good dancer. At the wedding we danced until we dropped, exhausted. I offer this retablo thanking, because he is an almost perfect husband.

After my husband’s death I was so deeply in grief. But the Virgin of Guadalupe brought my husband’s soul back as a cat who one day came to my kitchen. I know it’s him, these are his eyes, the same lonely look and something else. When I saw the cat, I got overwhelmed and filled with emotions. I was so excited. I can’t tell anybody about him because people would say I’m crazy — and it can be the truth. However, the most important thing is that I’m very happy with the cat.

May you be blessed, my God and my Virgin of Guadalupe. One night I couldn’t sleep because I felt the presence of the famous Weeping Woman. I was so scared, and my husband, Amador Ramirez, was calmly sleeping and didn’t help me. I start praying, and suddenly I felt how instead of a fear, a peace came to my heart. Nothing bad happened to me.

Rosa Maria Lopez
Ranch Alegre, Jalisco, Mexico
November 2, 1966

The Weeping Woman is a legendary Mexican character, a ghost of a mother weeping about her dead children.

Sometimes I like to put women’s clothes on. I love the feeling of soft cloth on my skin, I love the shine of the jewels, the colors and the aroma of the cosmetics. And I love how it affects and transforms all my body. I thank the Virgin for an understanding wife, who has no problem with me using her clothes. Also because of that I buy her more dresses and shoes, and she knows that I have a very good taste.

My husband started to catch mermaids. I was very jealous seeing how beautiful they were. But when he saw that these damned gluttons were eating all his fish yield so he was left with nothing to sell, my husband finally came to his senses and released the mermaids back in the sea. I thank Saint Raphael, protector of the fishermen.

Thanks to my sweet Saint Francis I had enough firmness to cover all my body with removable tattoos and to surprise my husband in his birthday. And now this pervert don’t want me to wash myself.

I thank the Virgin of Help, because after the cruise ship, on which I went to Cancun, took the ground and I had to spend few minutes in the water totally naked, I was saved by the boat “Esmeralda” handled by a handsome fisherman, who became my husband nine months later.