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Nancy Roman

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An Honor To Meet Her

This week, my husband and I treated ourselves to dinner at our favorite restaurant. We only eat there once or twice a year. First, because it is fabulously expensive. And second, because it keeps it fabulously special. But oh my, it is fabulous. A charming setting with fine French cuisine exquisitely prepared and served. Soon …

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Feeling All Of It

This week a friend posted the following quote on her Facebook page: And I thought – Yeah!  That’s Me!  That’s Totally Me! And I started to reflect on all those decisions I made that were difficult, but were best for me. Like dropping out of school years ago (I did go back later), changing jobs, …

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Criticism: The Doggy Bag

I hate Criticism. Doesn’t everyone? Constructive or destructive – don’t tell ME what you don’t like about me! I don’t want to hear it. However. Over the years, I have discovered that I can kind of do Criticism if I just take my time. Let it slowly work its way into my consciousness. Criticism has …

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Coping For Beginners

I’ve often thought there should be a course in Coping. Maybe in Junior High. Maybe sooner. Maybe Kindergarten. But I’m not sure it would help. Can we be taught how to react to stress? Should we all react the same way? Just recently a friend left for a road trip  – a vacation the whole …

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Niceties

I think of myself as a very nice person. But a few days ago, I got a challenge to my niceness. Something very nice happened to someone I dislike. And I found myself irritated. Bitter even. Certainly not nice. Of course nice things happen to people who don’t deserve it. And who is a better …

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Dimming The Ground Lights

A few years ago – at this same time of the year, my husband and I went out rather late at night to relax in the hot tub. We went out through the garage, and our path to the patio was well-lit by the motion-detector light that was activated when we opened the garage door. …

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The Advantage Of Being Forgotten

Yesterday I stopped at Barnes and Noble for coffee and quiche – not exactly a nourishing lunch, but I like sitting amongst all those sweet books. And there was a man there – not old, not young – he could have been 40 or 60 – one of those men who are not timeless, but …

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Moving On

Do you ever find yourself in this situation? … (Oh, please say you do… I do not want to feel like the weirdest person in the room)  … You are getting a bit low on some product – it could be toothpaste or hair spray or even salad dressing, so the next time you are …

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Seasonal Envy

Summer’s here – or just about.  I wore my parka to walk the dog this morning. Tomorrow is supposed to hit 90. In celebration of almost summer – here’s a post from five years ago. # TAKING MY OWN ADVICE   It’s time. Time to go to the beach. In my bathing suit. Saturday was …

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What I Want To Share

I get a little sad sometimes, thinking about how most of my life is already behind me. Maybe if I’m lucky I’ve got 30% left to live. And maybe only 20%. Maybe less. I don’t have children. There will not be grandchildren or great-grandchildren. And yet I want to be remembered. So I write. And …

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