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“I never got to be in the driver's seat of my own life," she'd wept to me once, in the days after she learned she was going to die. "I always did what someone else wanted me to do. I've always been someone's daughter or mother or wife. I've never just been me." "Oh, Mom," was all I could say as I stroked her hand. I was too young to say anything else."”

Quote by Cheryl Strayed

Work

Wild: A Journey from Lost to Found

In this compelling memoir, the author recounts her experiences of hiking the Pacific Crest Trail, a 2,650-mile trek from Mexico to Canada. The narrative delves into her emotional and physical challenges, as well as the profound personal growth she experiences during her journey. The book offers a vivid portrayal of the natural landscape and the human spirit, and serves as a testament to the power of perseverance and the quest for self-reinvention. more

Author

Cheryl Strayed
Cheryl Strayed

Cheryl Strayed is an American author who gained fame with her memoir 'Wild', which tells the story of her solo hike on the Pacific Crest Trail. The novel, which was later adapted into a film, has been praised for its profound personal narrative and exploration of themes of female self-discovery. Her work has been celebrated for its deep personal storytelling and exploration of themes of female self-discovery. more

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