I love churches, cathedrals, and missions. I’m an avowed agnostic (isn’t that an oxymoron?), but something about religious places settles me right down. San Xavier Mission is a gorgeous example in Tucson, Arizona.
Whenever I visit one I always light a candle for my Granddad, who died in 1997. When I was small he called me Peaches and would walk me around the room on his big feet. Over the years he tried mightily to turn me into a golfer (it didn’t work), and was always my best partner when we played pitch with the family. Aside from my mother, Granddad was my biggest, most loving fan.
He wasn’t religious either, but I’m guessing he would have liked this place. I miss him.