Today Mummy would have been 92.
How I wish she was still here to experience that.
I think after sloshing around in her 70’s on the verge of slowing down, then toppling into her 80’s whose years were a blur of a time when everything started going downhill, she would have enjoyed hitting 90,
See it as a milestone perhaps, a,
“At last I’m here now leave me alone!” kind of occasion!
Not expecting or expected to do much of anything any more but still there to discuss books and put the world to rights every Sunday evening when I called.
One of the earliest photos I have of her was when she was 14.
She dreamed she would become a track and field star for her borough in London.
Instead she went to work in a sweet shop.
And the next seventy-three years were filled with travel and adventure
where along the way she became my Mum.
Every few years her birthday, May 8th, falls on America’s celebration of Mother’s day.
My school teacher daughter found this lovely poem for me,
which says it all.
Happy Birthday Mummy, I miss you every day.
And Happy Mother’s Day wherever you are…
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.
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