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Nancy Roman

Tag Archives: Birthdays

What You Can Learn

Well, here it is again. Another birthday. I’m now 68. How in the world did that happen? In some ways, being 68 is scary. But overall, it’s not so bad. My father lived to 88. My mother is still gracing this world with her lovely presence at 95. So I figure I probably still have …

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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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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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Another Year Older And Deeper In Debt

Oh, not the kind of debt that includes credit cards and mortgages. Of course, I have that kind of debt. But today is another birthday, and I’m deeper in debt because of all the people and things that help me cope – that help me be happy, when sometimes in this crazy year it would …

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25 Loves – I’m Working On It

A couple of months ago, for our 25th wedding anniversary, I posted 25 things I love about my husband. Well, it’s my birthday (What, again?) and I thought I would post 25 things that I love about myself. But I could only think of five. #1   My creativity. I love that I can write. I …

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Empathy

This week my mother turned 93. She is still as brilliant and beautiful as the woman I admired when I was just a little girl. I thought as a tribute to this amazing woman, I would share just one short anecdote from this week. We had our weekly lunch as usual, and we talked about …

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Birthday Antics

Not mine. I had my antics back in February. But I’m not very high on the Antic Scale anyway. I’d rate myself a 3.5 on the Antic Scale. Although I used to be a 1.2, so I am definitely upping my antics as I age. My husband, in his younger days, was about a 7.8, …

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The Old Woman I Will Be

Another birthday. A big one. 65. Over the last few weeks, I have been preoccupied with the significance of 65. Two thirds of my life is behind me. Maybe more. Do I have 30 years left? What if it is only 10? I’ve wasted a lot of time in 65 years.  John Lennon said, “Time …

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Double Exposure

I started blogging at sixty. And each year on my birthday, I have posted a new photo There’s two reasons why I share my selfie every year: 1.  Affirmation.  My photos are my way of showing the world (well, a minuscule part of it) that it’s not so bad to be in your sixties. I’m …

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Take THAT, Sixty-Three!

Ever since I started blogging, I have posted a new photo on my birthday. In defiance, I suppose. This year is no exception. My husband and I went shopping at this enormous (220 stores) premium outlet. I did have to make a tiny concession to my age, in that we visited ten stores out of …

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