A path is a path. It can be rough and difficult to overcome, but with determination and energy, you can do it. This path is the path along the riverbank of the River Aar which is just down the path from where I live – yes another path. When you live in farming land, it is the best way for the cows to walk, and often for the humans.
This path has become a symbol for me, because I can still do it. I once climbed mountain paths with the family. I was never an Amazon, but I could do it until I began to slow down, perhaps an accident due to losing balance, but no big deal: signs of old age, I thought, but they were signs of an illness. Since last year the signs have become stronger, I now need a cane for support, but I can still do it. If I walk this path I arrive at the steps, about 80 of them, but this path and the steps now have a meaning.
I can still do it, perhaps not as fast as I used to, and climbing the steps I have my stick and hold onto the protective banister, but if I conquer the path and the steps and reach home under my own steam – who cares how you do it, as long as you do it. I do not know how long, I currently have everything under control. Overcoming obstacles has become a new pastime, but as long I succeed I will continue walking this path.