We All Live Here

by Jojo Moyes

Now I just try to live every day with an open heart and an open mind and see what happens.”

There are periods of your life in which all that is really required is to keep putting one foot in front of the other.

Francesca cannot remember the last time anyone called her a girl, but that is the beauty of seeing someone you knew in your youth. There will be a part of yourselves that only ever remembers each other in that way.

This is life at this age, she muses, a million goodbyes, and you never know which are the final ones. You just absorb them, like little shocks, trusting with each one that you’ll be able to keep moving forward.

Life is long and complicated, Lila, and we all make mistakes. What matters is what we do beyond them.

He was so ready to come along and be part of it, happy to shape himself into her world, instead of expecting her to orbit around him.