Deborah Womersley

You saved us all!

It was cold, icy cold. The kind of cold that separated me from my surroundings, trying to stay focused on getting back home as quickly as my frost bitten feet would take me. Barely noticing the white kissed foliage and shimmering pavement beneath my feet. I'd never been a fan of the Winter months. It was painful. Aching joints, lost circulation, surely I was too young to feel this old.