The Pomegranate
I see the sunburn and speckles of scorch on your flesh the lumpiness that befalls late fruit the limbs that
Welcome to Vivianna’s Place. As the mother of a child with Down syndrome, I have spent the last 26 years looking at things differently. I’ve been challenged and claim victory over so many hurdles. I am graced with vision for the future and my hope is to share what I’ve learned and what I see to inspire hope. I invite you to offer feedback and feel free to contact me if you have any questions about my journey. Send me a message at info@viviannasplace.com. I will respond.
I see the sunburn and speckles of scorch on your flesh the lumpiness that befalls late fruit the limbs that
I met Carlos at the bowling alley. His dry sense of humor made hanging out with him so much fun.
The geese honk as they fly by my house toward the mountains, traveling the route that is instinctive for their
I held her baby in my arms. I could not see the diagnosis in my friend’s child just two days
Iris is rising showing herself strong stalks hidden bulbs green foliage protecting treasured gems sharing beauty fragile blossoms delicate sheer
The heavy rain had come and gone by early morning. From my large window I saw the Italian Cypress in
Welcome to Vivianna’s Place, a lifestyle blog. My intention is to share snapshots of inspiration from my perspective as a mother of an adult with Down syndrome.