In her autobiography, "On My Own Two Feet" snowboarder and philanthropist Amy Purdy told in a touching and courage-making way of their destiny, with which they could never quarrel. On the contrary, when it came to the crunch, they spurred the search for the answer to the following question: "If my life were a book, and I were the author, how would I want my story to go?"
It is easy that you run out of superlatives when reading the story Amy Purdy. Hardly surprising. But besides all the indescribable milestones that Amy Purdy has successfully happened in her life, especially her humble personality shines above all. She never aspired to become an inspiration to millions of people. Simply living for all creative trick in the book and wants to show it, can be mastered in one way or another, which steeps in life.
Those equally refreshing as impressive willpower is simply contagious. In each chapter of the book shimmer courage and joy through. Even during the darkest, most painful hours Amy never lost her self-imposed focus the meaningfulness of their fate from the eye.
The book is a mosaic of the different stages of life and dreams of the author. The memories of her childhood in Las Vegas are also lifted up as their near-death experience during emergency surgery and the exhausting months after her leg amputation or even Amy's fondest wish to be back on the snowboard. Together with her friend Daniel she later traveled not only around the world but engaged tirelessly to make their beloved winter sports to a Paralympic discipline.
As painful and distressing to read some episodes, as well as life-affirming, motivating and, indeed, inspiring is the main thrust of this book. Vulnerability and strength are interdependent. Amy adds, quite in accordance with its character, its history been a lively serving (gallows) humor and sincerity. An authenticity factor that can not be emphasized clearly enough.
Amy Purdy's book is a gift that is full of the deepest devotion and tactile gratitude greatest fighters hearts and glowing generosity. A tribute to the life and perception and exhausting its all impasses defiance.