by Denise Pass | Nov 19, 2021
Empty Nest Shame: An Empty Nest Does Not Mean an Empty Heart Thanksgiving is almost here and I cried when my oldest son said he was coming home. When one of my kids is missing, the hurt in my heart is loud. There is just something about our whole tribe gathering that...
by Denise Pass | Sep 1, 2020
Discovering My Identity Again Pulling the cover over the mattress, the silence around me was loud. The room was empty now; the bed being unmade almost made me happier. That’s how the bed usually was. While I breathed in the peaceful stillness around me as my...
by Denise Pass | Aug 24, 2020
Living with Death in Mind Placing my hand on her bony shoulder, the reality of her condition brought tears to my eyes. Her days were nearing an end. As she shuffled across the floor I followed her closely so she would not fall. Oh, there were so many things that she...
by Denise Pass | Aug 17, 2020
Finding a New Rhythm The gifts were ready the day before my youngest daughter’s 20th birthday. No scrambling around, stuffing gifts in bags at the last minute. I was a pro at this by now. After all, 5 kids times each of their ages informs me that I have done...
