Path Not Easy

"Brrr"

The cold breeze cuts right through me. I can feel it down to my bones, Making me shiver as I walk slowly down the road. I need to keep going.

My arms wrapped around myself. Hands brushing up and down from elbow to shoulder, trying to create warmth, making just enough friction to feel something. One thing on my mind, do not stop.

This road seems to never end. Curving left and right bordered by trees heavy with snow atop. Path ahead barely lit, Lights flickering in and out. The darkness caving in on me. Not like this, I will not give up.

I keep pushing forward, step after step. Then finally, though my breath, like a fog projecting from me, I see a light in the distance. Just the sight makes me feel warmer, putting some hope back in my broken spirit. I will make it, I must.

Pushing harder through my legs now, they feel as heavy as iron. Knees so stiff it feels like they could crack with every movement. I will not stop here.

Lips feeling frozen and my nose red with pain. The light from the cabin ahead growing brighter by the second. I must go on.

Finally… oh finally, I have arrived. I step onto the verandah, brush the snow off my boots and pull the cabin door open... the warm air rushes past me, almost hot. I can feel the relief in my body. I am where I am meant to be.