Goodbye, Nora Ephron
I’m so in love with Nora Ephron’s books and movies. What a heartbreaker it was to hear about her death yesterday. From her brilliant, candid words, I was almost sure I knew her personally. She was my long lost best friend who had figured out all of my problems for me–from living with small boobs to growing older to losing love. I would’ve traded in my first husband if that meant I could have shared one lunch with her. Okay, that’s not a fair trade. I would give up my cat and my Kindle for an opportunity like that.
In her honor, I’m going to reread essays from her books that are on my shelves. Which one should I choose? I Remember Nothing: And Other Reflections or maybe I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman. Then there’s always the Nora classic called Crazy Salad.
Here’s a bit of her great advice for moms who might be feeling world-weary and ragged after a hard day of parenting. Well, that’s actually me since my daughter cried at lunch for no reason even though I made her favorite macaroni and cheese.
“Here are some questions I am constantly noodling over: Do you splurge or do you hoard? Do you live every day as if it’s your last, or do you save your money on the chance you’ll live twenty more years? Is life too short, or is it going to be too long? Do you work as hard as you can, or do you slow down to smell the roses? And where do carbohydrates fit into all this? Are we really all going to spend our last years avoiding bread, especially now that bread in American is so unbelievably delicious? And what about chocolate?” –I Feel Bad About My Neck
And, of course, there’s always this:
Goodbye, Nora Ephron. You don’t know how deeply you’ll be missed.