Twenty-seven years ago I was all ready to meet you! I’d re-done the nursery, hanging pink heart shaped pillows on the wall, changing the jungle print curtains to frothy lace and ...
Three weeks ago my youngest daughter’s cat died. He was only 11 months old. The most natural way for me to record the sorrowful passing of Leotard Chewbacca was in a poem: A Song ...
Today would have been my father’s 91st birthday! As I wrote a few weeks ago, I miss him more now than I did when he first passed away. Life was frantic in my house seven years ...
It’s March and along with clocks going forward, Palm Sunday and the end of Lent my youngest son turns another year older. How can it already have been twenty-eight years ago that ...
Parenting never ends! I speak from experience! As I try to take a back seat to give my children enough elbow room to happen upon themselves I am called back to my primary job with a ...
When my parents first died their physical absence was uppermost in my mind. I thought about them daily and was acutely aware that they were gone and all that was left were the ends to ...
My married son and co-founder of Window to the Wild a non profit organization dedicated to training wildlife for public education, sent me a text today, ‘Cold ...
I will start my story as I always do, “Once upon a time, a long, long time ago…all was ready for the New Year, “Christmas had been successfully navigated with three ...
This is our first Christmas in the new house and things are different. Because Thanksgiving was such a raucous event with everyone in attendance, we are being let off the hook! In ...
“After He dismissed them, He went up on a mountainside by Himself to pray. When evening came He was there alone.” (Matthew 14:23) When Jesus wanted to talk to His father ...
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.