Discussion of news topics with a point of view, including narratives by individuals regarding their own experiences

My partner and I are currently navigating a painful, ever evolving grief cycle. It began as anticipatory grief: the knowledge that our foster daughter wouldn’t be staying with us. Even when she was still in our home, I was mourning her loss, and it felt so complicated. Now that she’s gone, back with her family, it’s even tougher. We’re in a stage our therapist described as ambiguous grief. There’s no end to the sadness; there’s no funeral to attend. There is the loss of my identity as a mother and parent, as well as the actual, physical loss of Daisy. Everything in our home still reminds me of her, and I can’t bear to change a thing in her room. It’s getting better, but it’s a daily struggle.

I’m plus-sized and Asian. Some days, I feel pressure to look different — but I know my body doesn’t have to fit the mold.

Any time I want a pick-me-up, I look to body-positive women for inspiration

This year, I’m no longer trying to be a ‘new me’ — I want to be happy with who I am

A desire to change needs to come out of a place of love for yourself, not self-loathing

I can’t fix the global waste problem, but here are small steps I am taking to be more sustainable

Individual efforts may seem trivial, but don’t get discouraged