This is just one of the 7 that went through our yard and across the busy road yesterday, the last very nearly getting hit . It saddens me that their habitat is fast disappearing. Two nearby wooded areas recently have been sold for housing development.

Sad when pretty pieces are broken....

My Dad passed away 21 years ago today. Sad that he never got to meet any of his great grandchildren.

DH not living to see GSs grow up. Oldest was 4 years old and youngest

wasn't born yet, when DH died. 24 and 18 today.

Sad, a Kestrel with a Cardinal. We enjoy watching the birds that come to our bird feeders. But, a good turnout also attracts predators.

This picture makes me sad because it is of one of the greenhouses I used to work at for many years. There was 1/4th of an acre under glass, we grew everything that was sold, I made many good friends working here for 20 plus years... it felt like the "coolest place on Earth" during the '80s and 90s when it was standing.

Now thirty years later the business is gone, the greenhouses are all gone and the only thing left are memories... and a few pictures.

Heavy sigh.....

jrb, everyone's got to eat...bad day for cardinal, but good day for kestrel.

Will always remember sweet Buffy. She died many years ago. We didn’t live on beach all the time, and would come here about every three weeks. When we started packing the car, she would sit in car the entire time waiting for us to leave. As we look over ocean today, my heart is flooded with memories of our precious one ; she loved sitting on porch looking at ocean .

what a sweet dear pup Hallngarden. I'm sure you cherish the memories!

Not as much sad as bittersweet.

Youngest fosters dogs and sometimes brings them to my house. There was just something about this one....

This little girl had lots of interest and quickly found her forever family.

Feels strange “liking” these contributions, but we know what we mean.

We need to face into sadness to fully understand and appreciate joy...all of them are part of life's experience.

We returned to the area where DH and I grew up to see relatives and my son wanted to visit the cemetery where my parents are buried. It took us 15 minutes to find the site since grass had obscured the marker. DS pulled the grass and used bottled water and the golf towel from his car to polish the names on the brass. My son had a close bond with my Mom and this photo always brings tears to my eyes.

I still miss my mother, now gone almost 21 years. She would have loved her great-grandchildren so much. This is with her granddaughters about a year before she died, still one of my favorite photos.

Sorry, but it is hard to hit the ‘like’ button on these. I will just tell you that I feel sad right along with you on every one.

Yes @Annie Deighnaugh, you’re correct but this Kestrel’s victim was a favorite of ours. A “piebald” Cardinal that hung out on our feeders. I’m guessing it was this unique colorization that made it the target.

Nicole, that is a real heartbreaker. How can anyone get pleasure from that?

So many posts today are very touching. I saw this painting in Ireland and it made me feel so sad. It’s a family burying their child during The Great Famine.

Sad but not tragic. Replace the top, slather with frosting....

Ded Tired..after that was when DH's family came to the U.S. 3 young brothers

came...all that was left of their family. They came here and eventually thrived.

The famine was so sad....and such a shame what it did to that beautiful Country. Sad time for sure. But, once again it is a beautiful Country. :)

Gus developed a tumour in his nose. He wasn’t in pain but the last few months of his life, he always had a little bloody nose :(

Roxsol - what a beautiful expression. Was Gus a particular breed?

maire cate, depending on the time of day he could be a Lhasa Yapso. At supper time he was a Lhasa Fatso. But really he was a Lhasa Apso. 🙂

He was a nice little fellow.

Ded Tired's painting made me think of the famine statues on the waterfront in Dublin.

Outside, I'm with you. I "liked" everyone's photos but I just cannot do sad today. It's not a good day for me.

Sorry for those who have felt the pain of some of the sadnesses.hugs to you all.

I pressed like almost guilt-free as I like that we can share and I love to see people's gone but not forgotten loved ones and Passions for justice.

I had a dream about her recently that she was alive and I got to be with her. What a dream come true. She was a beautiful sight for my sore eyes.

I can’t participate. I’m also having a rough time. These photos are all tearing at my heartstrings. The loss.

There is beauty in it though. The ability to feel and care is a beautiful thing. Some people don’t have enough of it. Some may have a little too much.

Along with the sadness comes resilience. We pick ourselves up and keep going. As Tennyson said, 'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

My practice bouquet for DD’s wedding. Should have been last May but it still hasn't happened because of Covid restrictions. Postponed three times so far......

I used this picture on the back of the memorial leaflet for my wife's funeral service nearly a year ago.

Bob, it's hard to believe a year has already gone by. I hope you have some peace in your heart and hold on to your loving memories.