Nora Ephron passed away the other day. I am an avid reader of her books, essays, and I have watched all of her films. Some of her writings and films are cute, humorous, some serious, but no matter the genre, they always speak of women, independence, perseverance and realizing potential.
One of her books, I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman, is one that I find to be a great asset in the area of women and aging. It is filled with much humor, yet depicts a serious look at the aging process.
It is both a poignant and outright hilarious book, bringing much comic relief to women who are aging, although it has serious undertones. With Ephron’s sensible, yet comedic style (after all, she did bring us When Harry Met Sally and Sleepless in Seattle, along with Julia and Julie), we are infused with scents, creams, lotions bath oils, food and cooking, the likes of which cling to us, long after we finish the book.
Her book chronicles the downfall (literally) of a woman’s aging body, from sagging breasts and chins, to wrinkled knees and elbows, to thinning hair and thickening necks. Each page is crammed with laughter and tears, causing smiles to form on our faces…adding a few more wrinkles with each smile.
Nora Ephron was not getting older gracefully, and admits it. Nothing she did could slow the process down…and she was fighting back at it every second and hour of the day.
If you want to wallow and feel bad about yourself, this book is a must read, and if you want to feel good about yourself, and laugh your way through those bad-feel days, then, I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman, is a book for you.
My deep condolences to her family. May Nora Ephron Rest in Peace.