This week I am delighted host a guest post this week from @Swirlingfire who was inspired to join in by the monthly prompt.
The lower stairs I used to sit upon as a small child – Waiting for Daddy to come home from work – waiting for my cuddles before bed;
The lower stairs I used to sit upon as a teenager – talking endlessly to friends on the once common rotary dial telephone;
The lower stairs upon which my father exhaled his last breath….
The kitchen is said to be the heart of the home,
The stairs are the entrance and exits to the lives that walk through this house