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From This Moment On Paperback – March 27, 2012

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About the Author

SHANIA TWAIN rose to fame in the early 1990s with her debut album, Shania Twain (1993), and achieved
worldwide success with her 1997 album, Come On Over, which became the bestselling album of all time by a female
musician, and the bestselling country album of all time. A five-time Grammy Award winner, Twain has also achieved major
success as a songwriter, winning twenty-seven BMI Songwriter awards. She has sold more than 75 million albums worldwide
to date, including 48 million in the United States. Her docuseries on Oprah Winfrey’s OWN network will debut in the
spring. This is her first book.

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Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.

Why Look Back?

I have to say, it’s been satisfying bringing myself up-to-date with myself, if you will, through writing this book. I
can see now that I was missing out on some wonderful feelings and emotions from the memories of my youth as a result of
closing the book too tightly behind myself—leaving the chapters to collect dust on a shelf so high above arm’s reach
that it would take too much effort to reopen them down the road. Much to my relief, in some instances I can say there
were things I thought would be a lot scarier than they actually were when revisiting them, and it surprised me how
things seemed so much smaller in retrospect. It’s like the giant tree at the end of your grandparents’ driveway, which
you thought only Jack from Jack and the Beanstalk could ever be brave enough to climb. But when you go back as an adult,
that towering tree might now be dwarfed in comparison to the magnified lens you once saw it through as a tiny child.

Before I started writing, this pretty much summed up my attitude toward the past: “That was then; tomorrow’s another
day.” I did that because some of my past was painful, and this outlook helped me stay afloat. Now I see that in closing
off part of my past, I also missed what was happening to me in the present. I was always in a rush toward tomorrow.
Sometimes addressing things openly at the time they happen prevents “getting stuck” later on.

I was unhappy. My life had been a fight for security, a place in the world, the chance to pursue my goals. From a very
young age, I grew up with the mind-set of a survivor, like a boxer in the middle of the ring, constantly spinning and
turning, ready to punch anyone coming at me. Life was not going to knock me down! I had to make it. So I didn’t let
anyone close enough to find a weakness that could undermine me. I lived in this survivor mode into my adult years and
through the ascent of my music career. Long after I’d achieved success and security, I still kept my dukes up, as if no
one told me that the fight was over or that I was at least between rounds. It was exhausting living in this defensive
state, and other than being tired of it, I also slowly began to feel more confident that life wasn’t necessarily trying
to beat me up all the time.

The bell still sounds for my defensive survival mode now and then, but I practice not responding to it. I now find it
more worthwhile trying to accept that my days will unfold as they will. That’s not to say I’ve become complacent. I’ve
just redirected that strength to pursuing the fun stuff.

I also no longer sweat the discomfort of sharing the past, the present, or the voyage along the way. And I don’t see any
point in keeping my story to myself, as explaining about life with my parents, for example, might inspire and give
strength to many suffering men and women out there who can relate to and benefit from my parents’ challenges, and from
the courage they displayed during some of the more difficult times. It would be a shame for their life’s experiences to
have died along with them. Better to remember even their pain as a source of inspiration than to forget them in vain. My
parents were conscientious people with good intentions. If they were alive today to reflect on the years when my
brothers and sisters and I were growing up, they might not feel that they’d lived up to their good intentions. There
were plenty of times when the Twain family didn’t have enough to eat, lacked warm clothes in the frigid Northern Ontario
winters, and lived in a cramped, rented apartment or house with no heat. The perpetual undertow of financial instability
took its toll in other ways, as it usually does, compromising my parents’ love for each other at times and no doubt
feeding my mother’s recurrent bouts of depression.

Because of the unpredictable periods of instability in my childhood home, I didn’t feel that I could really rely on my
parents to be consistent caregivers or protectors of me. I didn’t know what to count on from one day to the next—calm or
chaos—and this made me anxious and insecure. It was hard to know what to expect, so it was easier to just be ready for
anything, all the time. But I understand and forgive my parents completely for this because I know they did their best.
All mothers and fathers have shortcomings, and although there were circumstances during my childhood that to some may
seem extreme, if one could say my parents failed at times, I would say they did so honestly. They were often caught up
in circumstances beyond their control. If my parents were here today, I’d tell them what a great job they did under the
conditions. I would want them to feel good about how they raised me. I would thank them for showing me love and teaching
me to never lose hope, to always remember that things could be worse and to be thankful for everything good in my life.
Most important, they taught me to never forget to laugh. I thank them for always encouraging me to look on the bright
side; it’s a gift that has carried me through many challenges. They may not always have been the best examples, or
practiced what they preached, but it was clear they wanted better for us. That in itself was exemplary.

Ultimately, I am responsible for how I live my life now, and what I make out of it. In fact, I am actually grateful for
what I’ve gone through and wouldn’t change a thing—although I admit I wouldn’t want to live it over again, either. Once
was enough.

© 2011 Shania Twain

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