Madonna del Garage; her shrine is in our garage, nestled right up against the water heater.
It gives me comfort to see my Madonna as I leave to go somewhere, and when I come home again.
The appearance of the Madonna of the Garage occurred after my mother’s death; when I emptied Mom’s apartment after she died, the Madonna was one of the things I clung to, my Mom seemed to always have her as far back as I can remember. I got home, started unloading my car, and absentmindedly placed the statue by the water heater while I unloaded everything else. That was four years ago, and we’ve moved since then, with her place just seeming right when she is by the water heater in the garage.
The Madonna del Garage can’t compare with Bernini’s Madonna del Prato, or the Madonna del Ghisallo, but this Madonna watches closely over us right here in California.
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