There are certain things for me that bring on heart-ache. That make my stomach flip, or my heart plunge or the butterflies below my diaphragm flurry. When I walk through a graveyard I ...
My Benedictine practice suggests that I live in the present and with the help of prayer, reflection and yoga I try to keep my mind focused on the here and now. I believe we are ...
My oldest son poses some difficult questions, “To get us really talking,” he explains, “I love to hear your views on things. Why do Christians think that everyone ...
I worry about my children and it puts a wedge between me and God. I think He needs my help since I’m their mother and know them best and my throat is parched. I want them to have ...
Today is the feast of St. John the Baptist and my mind turns to the parish church of St. George’s in Beckenham, our place of worship in London for 18 months. It was here that I ...
As I unpacked at Footlights I emptied every box and decided what I wanted to keep. There was no, “I’ll tackle this later, let’s just put it in the attic…” ...
When we moved into our country estate less than a fortnight ago the reality hit me. We were empty nesters and no matter how many properties we sold, or countries we lived in or house ...
There have been times in my life when I’ve felt trapped by an event or a circumstance. I feel my lungs contract and find it difficult to catch my breath. I fling open a window to let ...
Behind our flat is a forest preserve that offers some familiar scents made more pungent by the deluge of rain these last few days. The accompanying rise in temperature leaves the air ...
It pays to be organized, especially when you move a lot as we have been doing over the last two years. Our teacher daughter said, “I worry about you moving all the time, it must ...
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.