Whitney's Story Index:


Ao final
07/13/2014

Son in the sky
07/12/2014

Recife
06/27/2014


Vida Dura
06/23/2014


Un lugar para mi
09/09/2011

Crossed the border
08/18/2011

Quiero mas tiempo!
07/31/2011


Yay for a shower!
07/19/2011

New coast for me!
07/15/2011

The ocean calls
07/09/2011


Tierra Dura
06/26/2011

Time to dry
06/24/2011


Rolling with it
06/09/2011

Viviendo la vida
04/27/2011











Day BA
02/24/2009








Bangkok, Thailand
09/13/2008




Day trip to Bowen
06/25/2008














Bouldering trip
03/17/2008

Beach volleyball!
03/14/2008



time for school
03/06/2008




Mailing address
02/27/2008


Townsville!
02/25/2008


The Last Supper
02/16/2008

Rolling with it

Once upon a time, a tiny ball of snow sat atop a hill. One afternoon, a wind came along and nudged the little ball over the crown of the slope. Slowly, the ball began to roll... down, down, down. As it passed over the land, it gradually picked up more and more snow to add to its constitution. With the newly added substance, the ball rolled faster yet, garnering still more matter.

Soon, the ball rolled with such power, such momentum and strength, that to try and act on the mass in a direction other than its rollin' way was... futile.

This, my friends, is why I have not managed to inform you all of the goings-on of my Life. The snowball has been rolling, rolling, rolling, and I have been running beside it, laughing with childlike glee all the way. I will not try to run uphill through the powdery fluff to tell you of what happened at that part of the slope or describe to you what this tree looked like when we flew past it. Because while I do that, the ball is still rolling, still passing other beautiful trees, still gathering more snow and continuing on its way. Thus I can only attempt to depict the here and now, and keep rolling along with Life as it flies.


Loving and living



Posted by Whitney 06/09/2011