I will miss Nora Ephron. I loved her wit. I loved her view of the world. Even when I couldn’t connect with some of her experiences, I loved how she shared them with the world. Her humor had bite, but it also had heart. She allowed us to laugh at ourselves without feeling scorned.
When we sat sleepless in Seattle, or Skokie, or Springfield, we hoped for the magic Nora had shown us. We all wished we had the courage to imitate Meg Ryan’s ‘special’ moment while eating lunch with a friend. Hearing a chime on our computer rang a bell in our memories about the first time we watched “You’ve Got Mail”. So many memories, staged perfectly by Nora’s impeccable vision.
This is my farewell letter to Nora Ephron. I hope when I push the “Publish” button, she will hear the chime in Heaven. I will wear a scarf today, smiling because Nora showed me I’m not the only woman who hates her neck. I will pause and enjoy every Nora moment. Because Nora was a blessing to us all. She didn’t deify women nor vilify men. She just made us smile at the flawed and confusing beings we truly are.