Stairway of Memories

Written for KL Caley’s Write Photo challenge 4th August.

Stairway – Image by KL Caley

For visually challenged writers, the image shows wooden stairs surrounded by grass and trees (almost hidden).

We found it by accident, you and I. If the Jay hadn’t flown across our path, our eyes would not have been diverted and we would have passed it by.
We were only teenagers out for a stroll, young love beginning to blossom in our hearts as we held hands, each lost in thought. The peace of our surroundings was overwhelming and in stark contrast to the news we had just heard.
Terminal illness is cruel, especially when one is so young.
How to deal with it, how to prepare, how to cope when the inevitable happened.
Neither of us knew how long we had, but we intended to make memories of every moment, take nothing for granted and consider each day a blessing.

Together we climbed the staircase which rattled and wobbled a bit under our feet making us laugh.  Our laughter bounced off the tree tops, an offering to the skies in defiance that we would not be beaten into submission by circumstance.
When we reached the top, I was breathless, you too, but for a different reason.
You held me close and kissed me for the first time. Not a brotherly peck born out of friendship, but an adult kiss, full of longing, passion and dreams of what may never be.
The Jay squawked in the foliage above us, jolting back to reality as it again diverted our thought processes, and you grinned sheepishly at me.

The staircase is still here, as are the memories of the two of us on the brink of discovery.
You were my first love, maybe my only love, and after that day we had three years.
Our daughter is fifteen, the age we were then, and she is here by my side.
Her laughter is reminiscent of yours, her eyes a dazzling blue full of mischief and delight.
A bird flies across our path and she asks what it is. I say it’s a Bird of Paradise and she understands why I cry.

Cropped image of KL’s photo for today’s post

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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20 Responses to Stairway of Memories

  1. willowdot21 says:

    This is a lovely story Di 💜💜

  2. Such a beautiful, sad, yet happy, story!

  3. Nope, Not Pam says:

    How beautifully heartbreaking

  4. joyroses13 says:

    Beautiful Di! So sentimental. 💕

  5. murisopsis says:

    You are certainly playing tune on my heartstrings!! This one was beautiful!

  6. It really is a lovely story. The visual imagery used is great. It’s almost as if I witnessed it.

  7. willowdot21 says:

    I love this beautiful story 💜💜💜

  8. Carol anne says:

    This is such a beautiful story Di! Xoxo

  9. Sadje says:

    A very moving story

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