We’ve had a dry spring at Footlights. It seems that when the forecast is promising rain our little neck of the woods gets nothing so I have to drag my hose around my beds and ...
Slowly God is returning my time to me and I’m faithfully loosening my grip. Subbing at school is dwindling and there are whole months when I feel as though I’m getting lost ...
The time had come for us to re-decorate. I don’t quite know why we chose to repaint the kitchen; Perhaps because it was August and we were having summer-holiday-fever. We wanted ...
I once heard a photographer say, “You’re trying to draw the viewer’s attention to what you’re seeing.” The same with words; the writer or speaker is ...
To be honest I really wasn’t surprised by what I found when I entered my uncle’s house that first day. It had not been renovated and as I’ve said before, I suspect the ...
I had a God moment when I walked into a classroom at McKinney Christian Academy one morning and saw a graphing exercise the students had put together on the white board. Close up it ...
Years ago in back and forth communications with friends I’d close my emails or cards with, “Firmly in His Grip.” I have no idea where it came from but I know it ...
This is the fourth week in Advent; and Christmas week. We just had the Winter Solstice and from now on the days will begin to slowly linger. Four candles are lit on our wreath and we ...
Our third candle is lit this week and we meditate on Joy. I remember very vividly a feeling of great delight that swept over me when I turned a corner in Rome and saw the Colosseum ...
In the second week of Advent we light two candles on our wreath and meditate on Peace. There is something inside us that craves peace. We seek it through our culture, or education or ...
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.