I woke in the middle of the night with an almost physical sharp stab of pain with some deep worry or regret. Then I realised how foolish I was. I was lying perhaps 300 yards away from where 950 years before Richeldis had created her Holy House of Nazareth, thousands of pilgrims had come over the centuries. Not in a car taking three hours but many in complete poverty and rags taking weeks or months.
Our Lady cannot perhaps solve the original problems: money, health, whatever. But she can help us, Gabriel, to live with it.