I know it is just a heartburn but I am consistent about associating the pain to something fatal. Every time I brave getting checked, the doctor will tell me it is just stress or too much iced tea. It is so funny I keep forgetting it stings. Truth is, I couldn't pull my ideas together after reading this. This, I am sure, is another one of those books that will always have a special place in my heart.
This book is indeed another one of my 'heartburn' experiences. Nora Ephron perfectly wrapped it up in a way that my sane (because I can admit that I am crazy) self can relate. Once, I was told that my emotions don't always follow a similar pattern as the 7 stages of grief. I am always stoic. I smile or even laugh whenever people somehow expect me to agonize my pain. For me, it's not delaying the process by prolonging the agony. I think it is more for knowing that the only way out is to "take charge".
Here's an excerpt:
Vera said: "Why do you feel you have to turn everything into a story?"
So I told her why:
Because if I tell the story, I control the version.
Because if I tell the story, I can make you laugh, and I would rather have you laugh at me than feel sorry for me.
Because if I tell the story, it doesn't hurt much.
Because if I tell the story, I can get on with it.