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| Lone Tree, Fall 2025 Pecos Benedictine Monastery |
How many places can you say that you know like the back of your hand?
I woke up in the middle of the night. As I tried to lull myself back to sleep for a few more hours, I began to walk my grandmother's house. I tried to see how many details my mind would fill in. The jar of Hershey kisses hidden in the kitchen cabinet, the chalkboard in the den, the side porch with the washer and the clothesline in the backyard. The etched glass pattern on the bathroom mirror, the sound the drawers made when humidity made them stick, the list by the telephone, the birdbath and the picnic table taken over by plants.
Have you ever done that? Revisited a place you loved and a place that loved you back?
To know a place by heart - it's something beautiful, something good.
