Maybe Next Time Quotes

“Be where you are; otherwise you will miss your life.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“We worked and we hustled and we moved through our days at a frantic pace—for what? To pass each other like worker bees.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“I know you love me. You tell me in quiet moments, you tell me casually, you tell me often.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“Our love, our life together, has been the best thing that ever happened to me. You are my best friend, my beautiful wife, the mother of my children, and I am going to go to sleep tonight holding you to me and believing that we will meet again, one day. Because who the hell knows anything. And maybe if I ask for that—that might come true too. I love you. Forever.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“Sometimes I lie here and even when you’re next to me I feel alone.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“We always say we never have any time but you do, you now have limitless time with your children and the man you love. It’s not all bad. It could be a sort of gift.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“sometimes, because you are trying to do everything, for everyone, sometimes you’re exhausted for us. You disappear on us. Not physically, not like your own parents,”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“they were loved and cherished in a way I had never felt. But my quick and fierce reactions had made Poppy feel she had to hide things from me. And my need for everyone else to like me, to feel that I was doing a great job, meant I hadn’t always been focused on them. Pretending to be present, as my mind flitted over the thousand jobs in my head. In this reality I forced myself to really listen, to engage with what they were telling me.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“too, leaping ahead on the To Do List in my head rather than pausing to look around, to feel, to taste, to smell: to live.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“Be where you are; otherwise you will miss your life. Buddha”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“I loved being with you, loved making you laugh so hard you spat coffee, making you squeal in Wimbledon Park playing frisbee with the kids over your head as you pretended to read, glancing up with that enigmatic smile and pretending to be cross, loved snatching a hug in the kitchen and laughing as the kids wiggled in between our legs, loved when you raced home to tell me about a book deal, a film option—the passion in your voice when I listened to you on the phone to an editor or author. All those extra moments I might never have had.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“Where do I begin? I’m sharing this journey with you. I love you with my whole heart. You are my wonderful, vivacious, ambitious, gorgeous wife. I sometimes think back to that day on the tube. The woman in the scarlet lipstick and the black turtleneck, with the soft laugh. The look you gave me, that knowing half-smile, as if you knew we were already connected somehow. I wanted to be drawn into your world and I have been. I’ve loved being with you, married to you. You’ve been my everything.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“His countless childhood fears of grass and sand and buttons and balloons that would send him flying in our direction for a comforting cuddle, his hand reaching to squeeze ours. His love of jigsaws and building and watching me wield a wrench or saw, forcing me to speak to him in a solemn voice and pretend I knew what I was doing with them. His adoration of his older sister and his gentle approach with any baby or toddler who crosses his path. His rubber face when he impersonates us or his friends and teachers, his shaking laughter when he knows he’s made us giggle. I will miss our muddy walks”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“Tell our children their father loved them more than they will ever understand. Poppy, our beautiful firstborn with her perma-frown and her impossibly small fingers. My memories of her are endless and wonderful. Her tiny body in that first white bodysuit, the way she’d nuzzle into my neck on dark nights, her warm, chubby toddler body starfishing when she snuck into our bed, trick or treating dressed as a ghost running around the streets on Halloween or curled up in my lap as we watched Frozen for the billionth time. Now she is talented and funny and fiery and has her own secrets, her own opinions. We get flashes of the woman she’ll become and it takes my breath away.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“I really knew I couldn’t love anyone more than I loved you in that moment. Yet every year my heart expands and expands. I’ve been so lucky. I’ve loved my life. I love my life.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“Because there is nothing better than those quiet hours together. There is nothing better than the movie afternoons as a family, or bundling the kids into the car for a weekend on some rain-soaked British beach, sand in our toes and mugs of coffee in our hands. And there is absolutely nothing better than us sat opposite each other at a table eating and talking and laughing. Being with you makes me feel completely content.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“BUT—can I say something honestly now? You might not like it. But sometimes, because you are trying to do everything, for everyone, sometimes you’re exhausted for us. You disappear on us.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“The best thing? Being alone for a few days, lying in, mooching around side streets, holding hands without embarrassing two children. We must make sure we don’t wait for your fiftieth to tick off another destination on your bucket list. I love you, Emma. Here’s to plenty more times together. Here’s to slowing down a bit in your forties and taking time out to soak it all in.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“This year has been a reminder that I love you so much, that we have drifted apart at times but that we are best together.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“I’d been missing so many of these small, precious moments, not just in this loop but before too, leaping ahead on the To Do List in my head rather than pausing to look around, to feel, to taste, to smell: to live.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“I had been so close to giving up, so close to losing everything I loved. This was a chance to get things right.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“I wanted to cuddle my husband and hold him close and appreciate how bloody lucky I was to live with my best friend, a really decent human.”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time

“follow,”
― Cesca Major, Maybe Next Time