Having lived in Mexico, home of the Virgen Guadalupe, for seven years, I now see the Virgin Mary everywhere I travel. And she sees me. Round and pink-cheeked, she keeps watch from 500 year-old paintings in Italian museums. Protectively, she gazes down at me in the cold chapels of ancient stone churches. Serenely, she looks out from riotously coloured calendars and slightly-tacky plaques in tiny Asian restaurants.
DP will say “Look up!” and there she is again, restoring my sense that everything is right with the universe.
We found this Victorian-looking Virgin and Child nesting in an alcove high up on a wall of Budapest’s Castle district. I thought of Mexico, then of our dear friends Jay and Jenny who are being married today, March 23rd, in Mexico.
May this sweet-cheeked Hungarian Madonna watch over and bless you during your wedding day.
Enjoy your extraordinary life together.
DP and Teacher Girl