Save your hair
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - October 13, 2019 - 12:00am
Sometimes I feel the need for a total change. For many years, I wore my hair short in a lop-sided bob — one side visibly longer than the other. I thought having my hairstyle uneven meant I was different.
Family reunions are happy-sad occasions
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - October 6, 2019 - 12:00am
Let me tell you my Gonzalez family story. My father, Vladimir, was killed by the Japanese at the end of World War II, when I was six months old.
A forest of dreams
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - September 29, 2019 - 12:00am
When was my first memorable meeting with Almond Ventura?
What to write when you’re growing old
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - September 22, 2019 - 12:00am
What will I write about?
To my beloved friend, Lydia
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - September 15, 2019 - 12:00am
We met when we were little children studying at Maryknoll College on Pennsylvania Street, now Leon Guinto Street. How old were we then?
Singing together—again
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - September 8, 2019 - 12:00am
Once upon a time...
Discovering aging
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - September 1, 2019 - 12:00am
Now that she is gone, I remember my mother always.
When friends pass away
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - August 25, 2019 - 12:00am
I heard about the passing of George Balagtas first. We all belonged to the Coca-Cola Group of McCann-Erickson in the early ’80s.
Immersing in bed rest
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - August 18, 2019 - 12:00am
We are back from Singapore.
Flash! it’s August!
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - August 4, 2019 - 12:00am
Flash! August begins on July 31 in my family. It is the birthday of Maxine, my lovely granddaughter, baby of my only son.
Give me a break!
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - July 28, 2019 - 12:00am
Today I think I will write about a few things I hate.
Busy being lazy
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - July 21, 2019 - 12:00am
There are times when we can’t seem to inspire ourselves to do anything but play Free Cell — the type that uses two decks of cards — on our computer.
My Wootie Woo
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - July 14, 2019 - 12:00am
I wish I could include a grownup photo of my grandson Julian who, when he was a baby, I called “my Cutie Wootie Woo,” which eventually became shortened to “Wootie Woo.”
One Terrible Day
by Barbara Gonzalez Ventura - July 6, 2019 - 12:00am
I slept so well last night. I looked forward to a lazy day working on a necklace, but...
Hot at 75
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - June 30, 2019 - 12:00am
I, turning 75 soon, was walking around the room.
Help others
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - June 23, 2019 - 12:00am
Sometimes I wonder what God put me on earth for. Is it to take care of other people?
A fatherless child
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - June 16, 2019 - 12:00am
It was the night of Feb. 7, my mother told me.
A second lease on life
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - June 9, 2019 - 12:00am
One of the many gifts I thank God for is that wherever I go, when I confess to being 74, surprise shows on their faces. In the US recently, most of the people I met said I looked 54, which sorely tempts me to find...
Times of our life
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - June 2, 2019 - 12:00am
In the blink of an eye we are almost halfway through the year. At the end of this month 2019 will be halfway over.
What lola or lolo wants
by Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura - May 26, 2019 - 12:00am
Of course when I write “Lola or Lolo,” I mean grandparents.
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