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Let me ask you some questions. Do you have a growing discomfort with your own environment? Do you wonder whether you should move or change things around? Maybe quit your job, which no longer makes you happy. Maybe dump your husband or wife, who also no longer makes you happy.


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Escaping from the blues

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | October 17, 2009 - 12:00am

Last night I went to bed exhausted and this morning I woke up still tired. You’d think I spent the day running yesterday when in fact I spent it sitting at my computer playing Free Cell.

Modern Living

What I know about Alzheimer's disease

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | October 10, 2009 - 12:00am

Maybe it is time to sit back and review the little I know about Alzheimer’s disease. It is a brain disorder first reported by a German doctor, Alois Alzheimer, in 1906, when he discovered it in a patient, a...

Modern Living

As life begins to sing

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | January 31, 2009 - 12:00am

There are changes in my life.

Modern Living

Goddesses in older women

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | November 4, 2006 - 12:00am

Let me ask you some questions. Do you have a growing discomfort with your own environment? Do you wonder whether you should move or change things around? Maybe quit your job, which no longer...

Modern Living

New life coming?

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | October 14, 2006 - 12:00am

Hi, is today my first day of class?" I asked politely. It was Tuesday. "No," she said politely too, "tomorrow, Wednesday, is your first day. But next week you will begin on Tuesday." "Okay,...

Modern Living

THE SHAMEFUL AD

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | September 16, 2006 - 12:00am

Once upon a time, "ad" was short for advertisement. That was when I was young and worked in advertising. Now I am old and retired and AD is short for Alzheimer’s Disease, something I struggle with...

Modern Living

Know more about Alzheimer’s

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | July 1, 2006 - 12:00am

Finally, we visited Mommy. She looked happy. Her white hair was very short and pushed back with a multi-colored rhinestone hairband. Her fingernails were painted a demure shade of coral. She had put on more weight...

Modern Living

Give me some answers

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | May 20, 2006 - 12:00am

I light a candle. It is my father’s 86th birthday, but he passed away 61 years ago. I never knew him really, but I miss him still. I notice that as I grow older, I miss him even more. It is his loss...

Modern Living