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 training to be a first responder. The biases and blind spots in health care are massive.

The pandemic inspired me to sign up for an EMT course

My days are spent observing my 10-month-old baby. Here’s what I’ve learned.

Babies suck everything

I have always struggled with dark circles under my eyes. Here’s what I didn’t realize.

I learned a lot when I looked into the ideas behind certain beauty products