It was the winter of 2020. The 13th of February brought the snow. It rarely snows in this part of the country. This time, like never before (for as long as I can remember), it snowed. Everything was covered white. That moment, that image – it went against every memory, every feeling that I related with that view. I had felt the changes during the weekends I went back home, but it was that whiteness that defined visually all the emptiness, all the changes that had happened to my childhood playground. This moment did not last long as the snow melted away that same day.