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.

When it came to the pandemic and my two young adult children, I had to make a tough decision. Was it right?

I brought home my daughter but left my son at university

I’m finishing my senior year at home — and taking the opportunity to revisit formative stories from childhood

I realized these stories can help me navigate an uncertain future

My parents and I both live in coronavirus epicenters — but we’re separated by thousands of miles

We’re trying to have hope in Seattle and Italy