If You Could Only Go Back To One Place

 


 So, what do you do to ease your mind in these dark days? I like to read children's books- my favorites being Nancy Drew Mysteries. Reading over the Scholastic book list was bliss to me back in the day. Books were my escape.

What if we could put ourselves back in time? I just saw a glimpse of an article where a young woman replicated her grandmother's 90's kitchen, a place where she was happy, where she can destress, which sounds pretty cool. My grandma was not a 90's grandma, which makes me extremely ancient. We will have to travel back a few more decades. 

If I had the chance to replicate one room where I could go hide and pretend the world wasn't in total chaos and confusion... Hmmm...

This was a difficult decision because the house I grew up in was tiny, and though it was my safety place away from school and bullies, I don't think I'd want to go back there.

Grandma lived across the street but her house was not kid friendly. She had nic nacs and watched boring tv shows like Gunsmoke and Bonanza. 

I think there is only one place I would like to be, but, I cannot replicate it. It was in the Northwoods of Wisconsin, where my sister and I vacationed with our grandparents. Near the cabin was a large tree stump facing the lake, surrounded by pine trees and evergreens. Sitting on that tree stump, watching cormorants fly over the lake was the most peaceful time I have ever known. I remember sitting there until the sun went down, until the stars and fireflies lighted the sky. I could smell the pines, the sweet scent of apple smoke and watch as lights across the lake slowly came on. I could hear children laugh, screen doors slam, then I closed my eyes and breathed in the chill of the air. I sat there for hours, never wanting to move, or to go back to being me and my always state of not belonging. 

For those few hours I was invincible. I was a part of something so wondrous and beautiful. As young as I was I knew I was experiencing a powerful moment, one of pure tranquility. 

Perhaps in my fading moments in this life, I will be able to go back there, just for little while.

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