Tarah Romano

Tarah Romano
  • Class of 2013
  • Hometown: Brandywine, MD
  • Major(s): Kinesiology / Concentration: Pre-Med
  • Archived Blogger

About Tarah Romano

Tarah Romano is the official name. However, many have come to know me as “T-Rex,” “Tarah-dactyl,” (or just “dactyl” for short,) and even my teachers grew accustomed to seeing “T. Rom” on the tops of my papers. Other people that may not know my nicknames would call me…outgoing, incredibly friendly, and enthusiastic. All of the above will do, although I’m somewhat baffled as to how exactly I became a prehistoric dinosaur.

But there’s so much more to a person than their name. How much can five letters (in my case) say about a person’s past, present, their future, their likes, loves, their inspirations, their ambitions. Instead of identifying people solely by name, I prefer to match them with their true being or a representation of what makes them unique individuals. Me, for example = sunflowers, a dirty pair of running shoes, a child laughing, a pair of hands. Explanation? Sunflowers: they are “happy-makers” so to speak, representing all that is radiant, beautiful, and good in this world. Beautiful are my dirty pair of running shoes, because everyone needs an outlet. Running is my path to a clear mind. It’s just me and the ground below. For children, life is simple. A poem by Francis Thompson voices the wonders of childhood that are so often lost with age: “Know you what it is to be a child?…it is to believe in love, to believe in loveliness, to believe in belief; it is to be so little that the elves can reach to whisper in your ear; it is to turn pumpkins into coaches, and mice into horses, lowness into loftiness, and nothing into everything, for each child has its fairy godmother in its own soul.” And finally, the hands represent service and the idea of being open to everything around me. One can never touch another’s mind, heart, and soul through being selfish or misanthropic.

My “character collage” wasn’t built in a day, and it’s continuously growing. I have William and Mary to thank for that, the people, the place, the experiences. This is my home away from home and I want to tell you ALL ABOUT IT! So, read on and as you do, I hope you’ll think about your collage. What inspires you? What clears your mind? Find your “fairy godmother in your own soul” … and never let go.

Posts by Tarah Romano

It Just Needs a Little Love

I have a confession to make.  My inspiration for this blog came from none other than…Strawberry Shortcake.  Embarrassing?  I’d rather refer to it as

I Like to Move it, Move it

This Tribe is never stationary.  We’re always on the move. Part of this restless disease can be attributed to the fact that as a

Everyone Smiles in the Same Language

My sincere apologies, dear friends, for being absent for the past ... few months.  Yikes.  It's been longer than I thought since my last

Why Don’t We Just Dance?

"Why don't we just dance?" -- country song, Josh Turner Curious?  This semester, I want to do things a bit differently.  My adjusting phase is

Franky and Shelley and…Squirrels? Oh, Millions of Possibilities

Dashboard Confessional is ringing in my ears and I'm sipping an iced coffee after consuming a lovely dark chocolate bar.  What a dream. And then

Comforted by the Kindness of Strangers

My first entry as a live blogger!  The previous ones were completed before my blog was live.  Awh, how memorable... Much to catch up on

04:30 Wake-Up Call = Great Success!

I told you it'd all be okay.  I'm on the crew team.  I am an ROTC cadet.  And I LOVE EVERY SECOND OF IT! I'm a morning person,

Really? Really.

Rough day.  Exhaustion has struck.  I need to toughen up. First morning practice for crew yesterday;  aka wake up super early, spend three hours on the site,

Azimuths, Chiggers, and Dirty Boots

I have the self-diagnosed disease of being "directionally impaired."  That's not to say I don't know my left from my right, I'm rather confident on that front.