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Nancy Roman

Category Archives: Work

Abandon Ship!

In my first novel, JUST WHAT I ALWAYS WANTED, the main character, Cynthia, is considering making a momentous change in her life. She’s frightened of course, and she turns to her sister, Angela, for advice. Angela responds with a question: “Why do you think there were so many empty lifeboats on the Titanic?” she asked. …

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How Old Is Mr. T?

Remember when you were a little kid and you’d meet some other kid in the playground or at school or in a store? One of the first questions you always asked was, “How old are you?” You were a little obsessed with age. You certainly didn’t want to play with a kid too much younger …

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Working Just Enough

Years ago I went out to San Diego to attend a wedding. I had never been to California before. I think now – at the place I am in my life right now – I would fit in quite well. But thirty-five years ago, it was quite a shock. Because I met people who were …

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Getting Through The Workday

I’ve had a lot of great jobs in my life. I’ve also had a couple of miserable jobs. But even when the job is miserable there are great moments in there. And even when the job is great, there are bound to be some miserable moments. I don’t have to tell you that you should …

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Interfere

I dispense a lot of advice on this blog. Clothing advice, dog-raising advice, aging advice, housekeeping advice – and most often – happiness advice. But it’s a lot harder to give advice in real life than it is to write about all my incredible (incredibly small, that is) wisdom. I really do believe my advice …

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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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You Are Entitled

Yesterday, a friend posted this meme on Facebook. And in a way, I agree. It aggravates me (like it probably aggravates everyone) to hear people complain that Life is not fair. No. Life is not fair. Sometimes you don’t get the job, even though you deserve it. Sometimes your marriage ends even though you gave …

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The Benefit Of The Doubt

I recently heard someone I love very much say, “At my age, I am not afraid to say what I think. I’ve earned the right to express my opinion.” And I agree. Except. At my age, I expect civility, kindness, and respect. If your comment is needlessly hurtful or disrespectful – even in the smallest …

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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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How My Father Retired

In the middle of October, my thoughts naturally return to my father. His birthday is in a few days. He would be 95. He died at 88, and so he had a good, long, and happy life. I don’t think he had too many regrets. He worked hard. He was honest. He was unceasingly cheerful. …

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