The Story of Our Life Quotes

“narrow slightly. Like there’s”
― Shari Low, The Story of Our Life

“A horrific moment in our lives, yet we were clinging on to laughter like a rubber ring in a stormy sea.”
― Shari Low, The Story of Our Life

“Thirty-two years old, and this was the first time I’d ever had a conversation like this with another guy. Maybe Shauna was right when she said I had the emotional intelligence of a shagpile rug.”
― Shari Low, The Story of Our Life

“But it was how I handled things best, by myself, toughing it out, a façade of confidence and calm forcing me to hold it together. At the first sign of sympathy or someone else’s pain, I knew I’d crumble.”
― Shari Low, The Story of Our Life

“Optimism and denial, mixed with friends and craic. The Colm O’Flynn technique for surviving a brain tumour”
― Shari Low, The Story of Our Life

“Nothing, absolutely nothing, could touch us or take this away.”
― Shari Low, The Story of Our Life

“When was the last time I’d told him that I adored him? We’d slipped so far down a narrow tunnel of going through the motions, of ploughing through obstacles to reach an end game, that we’d stopped taking time just to be together. ‘I love you, you know that?’ I told him.”
― Shari Low, The Story of Our Life

“A few more months and we’ll be out of the woods. If ever there was a phrase that summed up our lives, that was it.”
― Shari Low, The Story of Our Life

“The unfortunate dynamic of having three in a friendship group was that occasionally you forgot to fill the third person in on a one-to-one discussion.”
― Shari Low, The Story of Our Life

“There were many things I adored about my friends, and one of them was that they treated Beth as a communal child, not a hindrance or an irritant to spoil their sophisticated chat.”
― Shari Low, The Story of Our Life

“forty was on the horizon, ready to ambush us.”
― Shari Low, The Story of Our Life

“the eternal people-pleaser, quirky, with a huge heart, lived in hope of love and adoration finding her.”
― Shari Low, The Story of Our Life

“about something that’s important?’ ‘When it became all you talked about!’ he yelled back, making me flinch. Colm had never shouted at me. Not ever. It could have snapped me out of my fury, but it didn’t. It made it worse. ‘Because I’m trying to get you to care! You act like it doesn’t matter, but it does. It’s our future.’ He twisted to face me now, eyes blazing, body language screaming conflict. ‘So why does it have to include more kids? Look, I’m not averse to having a baby. If it happens, fine. But I’m not going to lose sleep over it and I wish you’d just fecking drop it and let us get on with our lives. It’s become like a bloody obsession.’ ‘Because I feel like I’m doing it on my own!’ I screamed. ‘Just me, Colm. On my fricking own. Trying to make something happen that’s important to me. And no matter how hard I try I can’t get you to share it.’ ‘Why do I have to?’ His face was pure fury now, a look I didn’t recognise, had never seen. Oh God, this was a fight on a whole different level from anything that had gone before. ‘Because… It matters. I want this. I’ve asked you for nothing since the day we met, and now I’m asking you to do this for me.’ I couldn’t make my”
― Shari Low, The Story of Our Life