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The heart-stirring New York Times bestseller that InStyle called “deeply thoughtful and fun,” now in paperback, shares funny, insightful, and profound stories from Drew Barrymore’s past and present, told from the place of happiness she's achieved today.
Wildflower is a portrait of Drew's life in stories as she looks back on the adventures, challenges, and incredible experiences she’s had throughout her life. It includes tales of living in her first apartment as a teenager (and how laundry may have saved her life), getting stuck under a gas station overhang on a cross-country road trip, saying good-bye to her father in a way only he could have understood, and many more journeys and lessons that have led her to the successful, happy, and healthy place she is today.
journey that hasn’t yet taken place. Not to mention you work with people in tight chunks rather than the sprawling nature of the months or years the story calls for. On this movie we got to know each other, bond, become a family, fall in love with E.T. and each other, and so when it was ending it was truly high stakes for all of us. Steven never let us fake anything. Tears or joy or sarcasm. He made us be real! And that incredible film that he made was all there on the day. Very little special
showed up at the airport with me, and from the moment we stepped onto the plane, I could see the apprehension in Barbara’s eyes. She knew what this trip was for her: a well-deserved lifetime experience at the age of fiftysomething, her kids finally old enough to rely on themselves, and her moment to take a personal break from it all. Enter us. On board the Lufthansa aircraft headed for Istanbul, we seemed to get the same look from our flight attendant. Skeptical! Don’t get me wrong, Lufthansa is
saying to Liza, “You know, being single is great! I don’t know why we treat it like some disease we are trying to cure with a remedy of ‘where is he’ because I don’t want to know where he is all of a sudden. This is great. I like being alone.” She looked at me and smiled. I had really changed my tune since arriving. I was sad and doubtful at first. And now I felt territorial about my space and my life. The film finished and I had a new sense of self. Something had totally shifted here, in this
town of Anchorage, and I was really glad. I knew myself in a whole new way, and I actually felt like a complete person for the first time. Not defined by someone else. When I left Alaska, I would go to dinner now at Liza’s with a new sense of belonging. No, I wasn’t married with kids yet, but I wasn’t a kid anymore either. I would drink wine with Matthew, Liza’s husband, and talk to her other guests with a newfound place in the world—was this maturity or maybe a sense of calm I simply had never
sometimes he would just take her face with both hands and bring her face into his and they would just stay face-to-face for long periods of time. He would give her these old gummy kisses all over her face, and she would accept his affection, just sitting there with no strength to move. I don’t know if he was making up for not doing it enough or if this was their routine, but all their years together had led to more love. More affection. More appreciation. A oneness that you would marvel at as I