Nora Ephron

Nora Ephron died on June 26, 2012. It was a Tuesday. The first I read about it was on Twitter. I didn’t want to believe it but I went to Google in search of the news and sure enough, it was true. My heart was sick and I could feel a piece of it die with her that night.

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I’ve tried several times already to come on here and write about her and what her work has meant to me but I couldn’t, until now, and even now I will not be able to convey my feelings or do her justice.

The first time I ever heard about Nora was when I was searching for the writer or producer or director of the movie When Harry Met Sally because it’s right up there in my Top Ten list of my favorite movies. Once I found out she wrote this funny and real life relatable movie I then had to find out everything about her.

Any time a new film came out with her in the credits I had to watch it. When her book of essays came out I had to buy them - I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman (2006) for one. I also ended up buying all the others from the 70s as well.

The other day I signed up for Netflix for the first time ever just so I can re-watch all of her films; Silkwood, Heartburn (I’m reading the book now), When Harry Met Sally (for the fifth time at least), Sleepless in Seattle, Michael, Mixed Nuts, You’ve Got Mail, Hanging Up, Bewitched, Julie & Julia - these are the popular mainstream movies. There are a few more things of hers I’d like to look up and watch/read.

Nora also regularly contributed to the Huffington Post, an online magazine that gave voice to liberals mostly and is probably why I never ventured over there to read any of Nora’s columns. I didn’t want my image of her to be jaded by her politics. I know she and I didn’t see eye to eye when it came to that sort of thing and I was more than willing to overlook our differences in that field because she was still an awesome writer with incredible stories to tell and I loved her for that alone. I will more than likely go scrounge around the Huffington Post archives just because I miss her. I only hope the archives are there so I can visit her anytime.

At the beginning of this year I set out to create some vision boards for my future self. I ended up with four of them, one being titled Motivation - for all the things I wanted to accomplish in the other three vision boards. Nora Ephron was on my Motivation board, still is. She is the kind of writer I want to be. She told the kind of stories that I’d like to write about and tell as well. They were never anything wild and outlandish, no sci-fi or big action or adventure. Her stories were regular and real - ones in which we can all relate to every now and again. People and lives and relationships - the human condition. Yes.

I will miss you Nora but you will always be in my heart.

Nora Ephron
May 19, 1941 - June 26, 2012, New York City

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An American journalist, essayist, playwright, screenwriter, novelist, producer, director, and blogger.

Rita Wilson wrote a lovely piece about her friend Nora Ephron at the HuffPost50 site. It makes me sigh with gratefulness and sadness, this is bittersweet.

Oh, I found them.