I give thanks to Saint Monica with this retablo because my husband never found out about my affair with Pascual, the gardener. He was very handsome and young, and I could avoid being taken by my instincts and passion taking advantage of my husband being out of town for work for some time. I do not regret, but I promise not to cheat again so I won’t put my marriage at risk.

Lucía R. \ San Luis Potosi, Mexico

I give thanks to the Holy Virgin of the Solitude because Joaquin, my lover, could escape before my husband arrived avoiding a trouble. Now I appreciate my husband, and, from the bottom of my heart, I ask for forgiveness.

Mexico City, April 15, 1974
Gloria Lua M.

Virgin of San Juan, I thank you because I was able to satisfy my neighbor thanks to the fact that there is viagra. She is too damn hot, and I was craving for her for a long time. I also ask you, Virgin, that my wife would never find out about my affair, and I promise never cheat on her again.

Angel, Santa Fe, Mexico City
February 10, 2017

I had an affair with my secretary but one day I was unlucky to have my own daughter discover us by surprise in my office. I give thanks to Saint Jerome because I was able to convince my daughter to keep quiet in exchange for expensive gifts. So her mother won’t find out about my deceit and I can sleep in peace.

Ricardo del Castillo \ Nuevo León, Mexico

In 1920 in San Nicolas my buddy caught me on the mat with his wife. He started to shoot at us. I give infinite thanks to the Holy Child of Atocha because bullets didn’t hit me. She took them all.

Soul in Purgatory, I thank you because my old man Isabelo didn’t notice Sancho hiding under the bed. He didn’t see him, because he is cross-eyed. I, Norma Nava R., thank you.

Mexico, 1984

Thank you, Saint Jude, for opening my eyes and letting me see with my own eyes that my husband was cheating on me with my friend Conchis.

Dulce Panyagua

1921, in San Lorenzo my buddy caught me on the mat with his wife. He started to shoot at us. I give infinite thanks to St. Raymond because bullets didn’t hit me. She took them all.

Catarino R.

Thank you, Holy Virgin, for saving my son Felipe’s life. When he was leaving a mass he was shot by his friend who was drunk. He had been told that his wife had been cheating on him with Felipe.

Maria
1930, Varrio de la Soledad

Thank you, The Holy Child of Atocha, because this cuckold my old man Isabelo Recendiz didn’t notice Sancho under the bed. He wanted to kill him but, because he is cross-eyed, he didn’t see him. I, Norma Nava R., give thanks for it with this ex-voto.

Mexico, 27 October 1980

1920, San Jeremias, my buddy caught me with his wife on a mat. He started to shoot at us. I give infinite thanks to the Holy Child of Atocha who protected me so no bullet hit me. She took them all, and I escaped.

T. C.

I was going out with two guys at the same time because I couldn’t decide whom to choose for a boyfriend. I was thinking they would find out, but last Saturday I went to the movies with one of them and there I saw, to my fear, my second suitor sitting right in front of us. I thank Saint Raymond because he was so entertained with the movie he didn’t see me with another guy and didn’t find out about my cheating.

Laura Ortiz \ Tepic, Nayarit

1915, San Jeremias, my buddy caught me with his wife on a mat. He started to shoot at us. I give infinite thanks to the Holy Child of Atocha who protected me so no bullet hit me. She took them all.