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Nancy Roman

Category Archives: Advice

Life Lessons From The Yoga Dude

I have been practicing Yoga for 16 years. I’m still in the beginner’s class, and I probably will be for all my life. But that is okay with me. Yoga is called Practice for a reason. It is not called Competition. So it does not matter if I’m not good at it. What matters is …

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Not Playing It Safe

I am by nature a cautious person. It’s a well-entrenched part of who I am. And I don’t really expect to change significantly as I age. I don’t believe I will ever climb onto the back of a motorcycle or scale Mount Everest or throw a fit in public. Or go to Costco without a list. …

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Oh, Now I Understand

This morning at breakfast, I had some very nice toast and butter. My husband and I are careful with the carbs and the calories, so really good bread is a treat. We are also careful with the evening snacking, so I was really hungry. But there was a pair of sad, pleading eyes staring up …

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Unfair! (with an update)

I wrote this blog exactly 2 years ago.  It’s a trivial subject – but then again – maybe not so trivial. So I have added an update at the end with some recent photos. This is BEAUTY! UNFAIR   Last week was Goldie Hawn’s 70th birthday. I’m about a medium when it comes to celebrity …

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Will I Ever Listen?

Will I ever listen – To myself? I give lots and lots of advice. I am always writing about stuff that you should do or not do. Stuff to make you feel better or at least not feel so bad. Stuff to help you through difficult times or to enjoy sweet times. I’m very good …

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Can’t Hardly Wait

In April of 1966, I was fifteen and a freshman in high school. There was some kind of evening event – a Spring Concert I think, although I now cannot remember. But back then, it was oh-so-important. And for some reason (or perhaps no reason at all) I wanted a trenchcoat to wear to this …

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Thank You, Eddie

In the early 80s, I worked for an Easter Seal Rehabilitation Center. The work we did was mostly physical therapy, speech therapy, and vocational rehabilitation. It was in the north end of Hartford, Connecticut – one of the poorest sections of Hartford. I was glad we were there, even if it was not the best …

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Untested Magic

One of my favorite movies is “Funny Girl.” It was released in 1968, when I was 17 – and oh, how I loved everything about Barbra Streisand, Fanny Brice, the music, the costumes – and the whole era. Perhaps my enchantment with this film may have partially motivated me to write LUCINDA’S SOLUTION – which …

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The Seniors’ Door

Back when I was in high school – which was either just yesterday or fifty years ago, I forget which – there was a tradition associated with a door. The Seniors’ Door. The high school was a low, 2-story sprawling structure. I don’t think it was all built at the same time. It looked to …

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A Lesson In Shame

This week, after stopping at the Starbucks in my old hometown, I took a little shortcut down a side street in order to avoid the traffic on the busy avenue. And I was accosted and beaten. By a memory. It’s not an incident that I had completely forgotten. There have been several occasions in the …

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