Alzheimer’s is a cruel disease.

Like a much loved jumper.

One that you have had forever, a security blanket.

Then one day, you notice that it’s beginning to get holes, that the buttons are falling off.

It doesn’t worry you at first because you expect it.

Then the loose threads appear, slowly at first, then gradually faster.

And even if you try and re-stitch them, you realise that your beloved jumper is Actually unravelling faster than you can repair it, that it is losing its shape, its form and eventually its purpose.

That all you have left is a pile of yarn – and you can’t find the beginning or the end.

Yet you know it is in there, somewhere…

Together, but apart.

‘The unravelling’ by Vivienne Anne Mackenzie Ward

Family Series
© 2019 RiverHouse Group of Caughdenoy, new YorK, LLC


Raising Alphas

Gramp’s Angels
Shot by Ness
© RiverHouse Group of Caughdenoy, new YorK, LLC

I love when I read young parents declaring that they have decided to raise a “strong young woman” or an “Alpha female”. And they all say it with a tone of smugness as if they have finally cracked the elusive secret to getting those dang girls over that final hump to equality.

And then I look at my Wife, my Sister, my Sister-in-Laws, Mother, my Mother-in-Law, my ex-Wife. My Nieces. My Aunts. My Cousins. My friends.

And finally the force of nature that is our Kayla…

And laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh.

Women have been young and strong and Alpha Females forever.
It’s in their nature.

You want to help your “Alpha female” be all that she can? Move things out of her way. Including yourself. Stop being a misogynist.

(Yes, you are a misogynist. We all are.)

Spend your time making sure that she has to only win a fair fight.

And she will.

Trust me.

  • Ness