Sarah Will

Sarah Will
Sarah Will is a paralympic skier who spent 11 years on the U.S. Disabled Ski Team. During this time, she earned a record 13 medalswhile competing in four Winter Paralympic Games between 1992 and 2002. Will serves as a ski instructor and is otherwise active in the Vail community. She was named to the United States Olympic Hall of Fame in July 2009 and is a nominee for the U.S. Ski and Snowboard Hall of Fame...
heart dry source
You can't just turn your heart off like a faucet; you have to go to the source and dry it out, drop by drop.
loneliness insomnia feelings
I knew this feeling, the 2 a.m. loneliness that I'd practically invented.
order long proud
The further you go, the more you have to be proud of. At the same time, in order to come a long way, you have to be behind to begin with. IN the end, though maybe it's not how you reach a place that matters. Just that you get there at all.
pauses pathetic
Stop it. Seriously. This isn't funny.' 'You're right.' A pause. 'It's pathetic.
lovers fighter freak
You didn't have to take a punch for me, you know,' he said. 'I'm a lover, not a fighter.' 'You're a freak is what you are,' I said.
matter lock-and-key ends
In the end, though, maybe it's not how you reach a place that matters. Just that you get there at all.
running home dark
I'd been running for years: there was nothing scarier, to me, than to just be still with someone. And yet, there on that dark road, going home, I was.
together world constant
I thought of all the times we'd been together, how I kept coming closer, then retreating, while he stayed right where he was. A constant in a world where few, if any, really existed.
song people tunes
It was as familiar to me as a song I'd been hearing my whole life, covered by various people but the basic tune the same.
guy way like-you
And don't change for a guy, ever," Leah added. "If they're worthy, they'll like you just the way you are.
mother voice car
very quietly, I heard a voice in my ear.It said, in a weird, cheesy, right-out-of-one-of-my-mother’s-novels way, “Ah. Wemeet again.” I turned my head, just slightly, and right there, practically on top of me, was theguy from the car dealership. He was wearing a red Mountain Fresh Detergent T-shirt—not just fresh: mountain fresh!—it proclaimed, and was smiling at me. “Oh,God,” I said. “No, it’s Dexter,
littles harder
Harder to get in than out, like so little else.
hurt lying sometimes
Because the truth sometimes hurts," I said. Yeah," he said. "So do lies, though.
mirrors air hands
As I stepped out to face myself in the mirror, reaching a hand to smooth away the steam, I saw myself differently. It was as if I had grown again as I slept, but this time just to fit my own size. As if my soul had expanded, filling out the gaps of the height that had burdened me all these months. Like a balloon filling slowly with air, becoming all smooth and buoyant, I felt like I finally fit within myself, edge to edge, every crevice filled.