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Nancy Roman

Category Archives: Humor

You Are Already There

The other day, I saw this little weed growing up through the patio stones.   I posted this photo on Facebook with the caption: This little weed dreams of growing up to be a palm tree.   But the more I thought about it – and the more I looked at the perfect shadow that …

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Advice From My Best Friend

It’s Theo’s Birthday! He’s three years old. All grown up. I cannot believe how fast the time went. And I can’t imagine my life without him.   Truly, he is my best friend. Theo has taught me so much in the last three years. In comparison, I’ve taught him so little. He pees and poops …

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Born That Way

Yesterday, I went out on my patio to enjoy the sunshine that had finally appeared after a few days of rain. I noticed that on the patio stones were six little worms. I am no biologist, but I pride myself on being an expert anthropomorphologist, so I figured the worms were doing the same thing …

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Horrible Beauty

When I was out driving yesterday, I was suddenly engulfed in a blizzard. A pollen blizzard. The sun lit up the millions of pollen bits and dandelion fluffs floating through the air. It was the Dance of the Allergens. And I just laughed. Because those awful things reap havoc on me… and yet they were …

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Birthdays

A few years ago I wrote a post – Oh, Grow Up! –  in which I wrote about the childish things that we need to leave behind. Don’t get me wrong. I think we should act like children a lot more often than we do – especially because we mostly still feel like children inside. …

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Counting

When I go to the beach, I spend most of my time counting. Counting heads. I watch everyone. I worry about someone drowning. Someone might not be watching someone they love. Just for a split second. Someone looks away and someone goes under. It won’t happen on my watch. Because I watch. My mother watched. …

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Learning… And Leaving

When I was working on my M.B.A., the most difficult class I took was Investment Finance. I was an English major (so naturally working as a typist/file clerk), and only had a superficial interest in business, but my employer was paying, and I did really like school. Of any kind. I seemed to have an …

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You’re Fine

Last year I wrote about Being Kind – To That Special Someone. Meaning YOU. I think in this difficult time – and in good times too, all time, really – we need to be a lot nicer to ourselves. Use the good china. Buy yourself flowers. Take a walk and look at the trees instead of your phone. And please, please, please – Don’t be …

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Dear Mom

Back in December, I wrote a post to my mother, apologizing for all the aggravation I caused her. I finally understood how aggravating I actually was, now that I had a dog who was demonstrating to me every possible aggravation a mother can feel. I never showed that post to Mom, however. Sometimes she’s a …

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Not Going First

Here’s a story: When my nephew was a little boy, he had a friend that he often played with. Every time they played a game, his small friend always started the game by saying, “I’ll go first!” I remember wanting my nephew to SAY something about this – to stand up for himself and say, …

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