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Nancy Roman

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My New Role Model

In my last post, “Slow Down,” I wrote: Is it fun? Then why am I not doing it? Yes, I want to have more fun. And no, this is not exactly an original idea. I stole it. I stole it from Theo. Yes, my dog is my new role model. I’ve observed over the last …

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Slow Down

I have to interrupt my usual self-absorption to report on a new way to focus on myself. Yes. a better self-absorption. I have been preoccupied with getting old. I turned 65 earlier in the year, and all I can think about is how I want to live in the limited time I have left. But …

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The Name Game

Our waitress last week pulled out photos of her two doggies. This has become a common occurrence. If you want to connect, just mention that you have a dog. Anyway, she popped out her phone from somewhere beneath her apron and said, “Here’s Brian Jonathan and this one is Buddy Michael.” OMG! I have committed …

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The Meaning Of Life

You know what really sucks (so far, anyway) about getting old? LOOKING FOR THE DAMN MEANING! I’m at the last third of my life. The first third went by very very slowly. As a kid, a year took forever. Not only was the school day endless, but so was each wonderful summer day. The second …

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Not Having Children

My Mother’s Day post from last year. I hope it comforts some women who may struggle with the same sadness. ** Note: I wrote this essay fourteen years ago. This Mother’s Day, I find I am ready to share it. NOT HAVING CHILDREN I married when I was forty. It was amazing at that age …

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What I Learned About Marriage From My Parents

When my Dad died 6 years ago, my parents had been married 64 years. This week marks their 70th wedding anniversary. And we will celebrate – because they are certainly still married. In my mother’s heart and in our memories. I learned a lot about marriage from the example they set. I’m not saying I …

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Houseguests

I heard it again yesterday. The sound in the chimney that can only mean one thing. Swifts. We’ve had these houseguests before. Several times. A few years ago, I start hearing strange noises in the chimney. My husband is hard of hearing, but he doesn’t let that stop him from telling me I am nuts …

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Tootsie

I don’t as a rule like stories that include dreams. But I just woke up from the most vivid incredible freaky dream. And I had to write it down so I wouldn’t forget it. And as long as I am writing it down…. well, you know…. I’ve certainly created a blog out of a lot …

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Isn’t It Romantic?

In dubious honor of the Queen’s birthday, I am re-posting my only blog about the royal family. (Written 5 years ago – I can’t believe I have been blogging that long!) ** ISN’T  IT ROMANTIC? When I was a little girl, my mother had a ridiculous idea that she was delighted to share with me.  …

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I Did It!

On page 14 of my novel, JUST WHAT I ALWAYS WANTED, I wrote: And that was it. I got up the next morning and didn’t go to work. I retired. And last week, I did. I retired. I didn’t have a big send-off. There was a lovely party for me way back in September. But …

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