I remember that the wait was endless for me, as endless are those stairs, which in this photo appear empty, but are usually full of people going up and down, in a pilgrimage of emotions.

In literature, I have read a lot about the symbolism of stairs. Generally going down them has to do with degradation, the underworld, failure, death. As opposed to ascending, which is sometimes considered a metaphor for going up to heaven, reaching glory, success. What is true is that going down is faster than going up and that only the one who loves climbs all the steps he has to climb to meet his loved one. For a whole month, I went up and down these stairs, daily, many times a day, just to see my sick nephew.

The images are from my personal gallery and the text was translated with Deepl

This is my participation this week for our great friend @ericvancewalton's initiative: Memoir monday. If you want to participate, here's the link to the invitation post

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