Happy transition thoughts?

I loved the staircase of my grandmother's house. I still have good memories about it. It was an important space. I think I must have spent so many happy moments on it, anticipating either what was awaiting me upstairs or what was going to greet me down the stairs. Immediately upstairs where the bedrooms and immediately downstairs was the well-lit kitchen. And that was a place of creation and meals and blessings because prayers were always said before the meals. Upstairs, prayers were said before sleep, too. Love!