This is the final part of the book review of Wild. In my opinion, it is also the most beautiful part, all confined to the last 2 pages of the book. After 3 long and brutal months, Cheryl had finally reached her end point. But at this point, Cheryl reveals to us everything she didn’t yet know at that instant when she was standing at the end of her hike in Portland with nothing. No money, no family, no job. She didn’t know how in a few years, she would meet and marry her new husband in Portland, and in another few years, be a mother to her son and daughter. It was only after a good 15 years after the hike, did she realize the true impact it had on her life, how the impact it would have on other people when she writes her book. Continue reading
Last time, I discussed about “Bearing the Unbearable” in part 1 of the book review Wild, by Cheryl Strayed. In the book, the author also took a moment to discuss her last name: Strayed.
When Cheryl got divorced, she also picked out a new last name for herself. The word “Strayed” popped into her head and she provided a dictionary definition:
- to wander from the proper path, to deviate from the direct course, to be lost, to become wild, to be without a mother or father, to be without a home, to move about aimlessly in search of something, to diverge or digress
I just finished reading the book Wild, by Cheryl Strayed, and I was so moved by the many life lessons within the pages. If I were to write it all in one blog, it would be way too long. So I’m breaking them down and sharing them a little at a time.
To get you on board, Wild is a memoir of Cheryl, who suddenly lost her mother to lung cancer when she was 22. Following her death, Cheryl was desperately trying to keep her family together, just as her mother did, but soon realized that she could not. Slowly, her brother and sister became distant, and her stepfather, whom she learned to love as a daddy, also disappeared from her life. Cheryl spend the next few years going from state to state, sleeping with men, getting involved with drugs, and ultimately ruined what should have been a perfect marriage between her and her husband. When she finally got divorced, Cheryl had lost everyone she had loved and accepted as family, including herself. With nothing more to lose, she made an impulsive decision to hike over 1100 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail for 3 months, and spending every last dollar she had on the journey. Continue reading