From the New York Times bestselling author of A Man Called Ove, My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She’s Sorry, and Britt-Marie Was Here comes an exquisitely moving portrait of an elderly man’s struggle to hold on to his most precious memories, and his family’s efforts to care for him even as they must find a way to let go.
With all the same charm of his bestselling full-length novels, here Fredrik Backman once again reveals his unrivaled understanding of human nature and deep compassion for people in difficult circumstances. This is a tiny gem with a message you’ll treasure for a lifetime.
“But the universe gave you both Noah. He’s the bridge between you. That’s why we get the chance to spoil our grandchildren, because by doing that we’re apologizing to our children.” Fredrik Backman, And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer
“Are we here to learn how to say goodbye, Grandpa? He eventually asks. The old man scratches his chin, thinks for a long time. Yes, Noahnoah. I’m afraid we are.” Fredrik Backman
And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer, made my heart skip a beat! Though only 96 pages, the novella is poignant, the writing is beautiful and poetic. This is the first book I have read by Backman, and I’m a fan! The story focuses on several topics, such as, the love and understanding between grandparents and grandchildren, the loss of a loved one, forgetting your memories, growing old, and dying. The story is nostalgic and heartfelt; it reminded me of the love of my grandmother. Although she died more than 33 years ago, I think of her often and miss her greatly. I recommend this book to anyone who has lost a loved one near and dear to their heart.