I'm keeping snails, and it breaks my heart to see some of them die #losslit

Another session done Another seven days before l see you all. I will miss your words. #LossLit

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Lots of love to the #LossLit / #JoyLit community. Health is down. So I'll have to sleep, now. But hope to catch up with the reading, at least.

#JoyLit

#PinkMoon #SpringMoon #London2026

#PinkMoon #SpringMoon #London2026 #JoyLit

I'm a castaway on an island called oblivion. I have food, light, warmth, but I miss the company you gave me at nightfall. #LossLit

It wasn’t loud, the losing. Just a quiet unravelling until what held ...didn’t. #losslit

Not every day do the living come to visit. Not all ghosts are dead people. #LossLit

Artemis launch today! Back to the Moon #JoyLit

I’ve drifted far enough from myself that even my own voice feels borrowed. Not lost, exactly. Just… out of reach. #losslit

I forgot to post an April fools joke before 12pm. After becomes bad luck so I’ll wait another year and lament my lost fun. #losslit

I misplaced myself in the passing hours, kept thinking I’d circle back, but time doesn’t wait where you leave it. #losslit

I'm wearing one of my son's shirts today. I used to be able to pick up his scent, but he's been gone too long and it's been washed too many times. That doesn't stop me from trying though. I press it to my face and breathe in. But just the memory of his scent remains. #LossLit

A branch snapped ahead on the trail. Liz #hesitated. Cougar maybe. She'd have to be careful. But it wasn't a big cat. It was a bear. The last thing Liz saw was her dismembered arm dangling from the Grizzly's massive jaws. Her screams echoed thru the mountains. #horrorprompt

Trying to live simply, and everything is more expensive... #Losslit

April. Cherry Blossoms, longer days, Lilacs, yet, springtime is the season where there are more deaths by suicide. As T.S. Eliot opens the poem Wasteland, "April is the cruelest month..." #LossLit #JoyLit

Yes! The red shoots of peonies! #JoyLit

The absence of the phone ring, a broken heart. Looking for a new sound, to fill quiet. But for now, silence sounds good. #vss365 #ring