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Conversations about love and loss can happen in the same breath. Both emotions are part of a full life and both deserve space in storytelling. #GriefAndJoy

In the light can be something you love all on your own, Stephanie Glass writes from the raw center of lived experience.
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The Mourners. Trees standing over a fallen tree.

The end of the year is close.

No resolutions coming

No bucket list

No metrics to track

Just going to live every day like it is a gift

I owe that to her, this is my life debt.

#griefjourney #griefandjoy #loss #lovemywife #griefandjoy #newyear #grief #widower #photography #film #love

✨ 🎄When the holidays roll in, we decorate with memories, love, and a hint of someone who’s no longer here. Sometimes joy is the color, and grief is the shadow that makes the light brighter❄️ #HolidayGrief #MissingYouThisSeason #GriefAndJoy #MikeyTheDeathDoula #HolidayMemories

Yes, you can tell I'm not actively working on a book because here comes another blog...see it featured at the top of Dede Montgomery dot com. #booksky #writingcommunity #griefandjoy

In the Ruthless Furnace Daily writing prompt What strategies do you use to maintain your health and well-being? View all responses Any strategies I’ve had have taken a hiatus this week. I have not been okay. I’ve cried throughout the day, every day. I’ve felt angry, sad, and hopeless. I’ve been wrestling with the fragility of life and the reality that it can be taken in an instant—without reason, without justice, and without warning.

Feeling everything all at once—grief, rage, absurd joy. A Brief for the Defense by Jack Gilbert reminds us: sorrow is real, but joy is sacred too. Take it, and when you do, take it into your bosom.

#Poetry #JackGilbert #MentalHealth #GriefAndJoy #EmotionalWellness

💔 The Joyful Shift: Joy and Grief — Holding Light and Loss Together Even in transition, joy is available. Not because everything is easy—but because you’re still here, still growing, still open to the light.

“The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.”— Kahlil Gibran

This week, I explore the tender places where light and loss meet, and why feeling both isn’t a contradiction—it’s a sign you’re alive.

#GriefAndJoy #MindfulLiving #EmotionalResilience #HealingJourney #joy

Close-up portrait of Douglas Coupland with a serious expression, illuminated by a rainbow-colored light gradient across his face. He has a white beard, slicked-back hair, and wears a white collared shirt. The background features a pixelated black-and-white checkerboard pattern.

“There are three things we cry for in life: things that are lost, things that are found, and things that are magnificent.”
― Douglas Coupland

#Bluesky #DouglasCoupland #LostAndFound #MagnificentMoments #EmotionalTruths #LifeInThreeParts #WhatWeCryFor #TenderLiving #GriefAndJoy #HumanExperience

The Cracks Beneath: Meet Liam Portraits from Holding On: Love, Loss, and the Spaces Between

Meet Liam.
Eight years old. Full tilt, full heart.
He’s not just comic relief in Holding On—he’s the emotional barometer. The kid who feels what others won’t say.

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#HoldingOn #CharacterProfile #GriefAndJoy #Liam #EmotionalFiction

"You cannot be happy until you understand that life is sad."
― Pearl Buck

#Bluesky #PearlBuck #GriefAndJoy #EmotionalWisdom #LifeIsBittersweet #MelancholyAndMeaning #MentalHealth #Philosophy #HealingThroughTruth #HumanExperience #FeelToHeal #RadicalAcceptance #DepthOfFeeling #JoyAndSorrow

Scars And Words By Nisha "She taught me to sew scars shut with words, but every thread unravels in the moonlight."

These poems speak in the language of inherited wounds and winged resistance. Memory, womanhood, and flight—threaded through grief. A quiet anthem for those who carry too much. #TBR #poetry #feminism #intergenerationalhealing #griefandjoy thebrusselsreview.com/nisha/scars-...