Now that I’m a mother of twenty/thirty-somethings I find it refreshing to go through their early photo albums; when they were really young. I regard fondly the exuberant, ...
I used to have a closet in our old house, upstairs, where I would go and sit and say my morning prayers in the winter. No-one bothered me, it was too small, just enough room to turn ...
There is nothing as relaxing as watching a cat sleep, snuggled up to his favorite sibling… comfortable on our soft, warm, electric blanketed bed. I watch and wish I still had the ...
Paris told us to watch a short YouTube video called, What’s so Good about Good Friday? So we did, I held the iPad so Hubs and I could watch it together in our little nook. It was ...
It’s that time of the year again and I’m down in my trees wrestling with brambles and vines, climbing into the boughs on a long ladder to allow me to reach the dead wood ...
I was reading a beautiful poem by John O’Donohue, At the End of the Day, where he asks twenty-two questions, not unlike the Ignation Examen I wrote about here. One of the ...
This morning I am looking out from my porch watching the trees bud… My eyes fixed on their shadows thrown across my greening grass. I sit quietly, my mind languidly drifting in ...
Just before Christmas I was invited to an Epiphany event at church. I wasn’t really thinking when I accepted the invitation, I just heard the word, ‘Epiphany’ and ...
What is judgement? I know I’m not supposed to do it but every time I mutter to myself (which doesn’t count right?), “They let their son do what? “No wonder they ...
Well, it’s been a year and a half since I had my first round of labs that set me on the trail of healthy eating. When my latest doctor asked me if I was on any kind of diet I ...
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.