something quite extraordinary happened to me yesterday. unable to gather strength to even get up to tackle the myriad of errands still pending with Mom's estate, i remembered her favorite saint (santa rita) and began praying to her. over the next half hour i noticed she was intervening and carrying me through the day. although in a haze and literally feeling like a zombie through the streets of downtown Santiago, i managed to pick up two of four important documents. walking towards the metro to return home, i passed the church where she is venerated and spent a good while in her company contemplating a beautiful painting of her.