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The news is sad but true: Nora Ephron has passed away. You know, sometimes I like to pretend that I'm all high-falutin' and artsy and yeah, there was that time I saw The Princess and The Warrior  in the theatre but at the end of the day I usually just want to watch something funny that has charming people kiss each other at the end. You know, romantic comedies. Chick flicks. Nora Ephron films.

For reasons I cannot explain my family feels a deep connection to Sleepless in Seattle. Maybe it's because my family went see it en masse in the movie theatre. Maybe it's because every time we sing Jingle Bells at Christmas time we always sing "horseshorseshorseshorses." Maybe it's the classic tiramisu exchange. Who knows. Also, for reasons I cannot explain I can actually enjoy watching You've Got Mail. Seriously. I know it's awful. I know The Shop Around The Corner is so much better. I know. I cannot explain it.

But for years - YEARS - I hated When Harry Met Sally. I first saw it in college and thought it was super annoying. I really was only interested in Carrie Fisher and Bruno Kirby and their wagon wheel. I kind of rolled my eyes when people brought it up as a great movie and got really annoyed when anyone tried to start the "can straight men and women just be friends" discussion. But then... I got older. I was 31. And I decided to re-watch the movie I never liked. And then this happened:


Sally: He just met her... She's supposed to be his transitional person, she's not supposed to be the ONE. All this time I thought he didn't want to get married. But, the truth is, he didn't want to marry me. He didn't love me.
Harry: If you could take him back now, would you?
Sally: No. But why didn't he want to marry me? What's the matter with me?
Harry: Nothing.
Sally: I'm difficult.
Harry: You're challenging.
Sally: I'm too structured, I'm completely closed off.
Harry: But in a good way.
Sally: No, no, no, I drove him away. AND, I'm gonna be forty.
Harry: When?
Sally: Someday.
Harry: In eight years.
Sally: But it's there. It's just sitting there, like some big dead end.


And that I when I realized the Nora Ephron is actually a prophet of my soul and a super genius. So, thank you, genius woman, for all of your truth and humor and bravery.