Jane Cardillo

I gaze at the night sky, tiny silver nuggets wink back at me. Which one are you, I wonder, as Shakespeare's words float through my head: 'When he shall die Cut him out in little stars And he will make the face of heaven so fine All the world will be in love with night' #Losslit

@slav_metalurges @drdagly ❤️

Today would have been @drdagly birthday. I delivered this sculpture on his birthday and then we shared a bottle of red in the temple. I sure miss him.

Great use of tether yesterday. Today, somewhere a serene pool of warm water awaits. Dive in and enjoy. Let your thoughts drift, your worries dissolve, and completely #Immerse yourself in the moment. Today, May 23, 2026, your #vss365 #prompt is #Immerse

I read some fantastic stories yesterday. Some deeply emotional, others light on the soul. I often need both to anchor myself and remain positive. A writer needs a tether to sanity when living so often inside one’s imagination. Today, May 22, 2026, your #vss365 #prompt is #Tether

@wheelyluvshows My two brothers each lost a daughter in their 30s to cancer. Life isn't fair sometimes.

@JaneCardillo Oh Jane 🫂 how cruel, you have suffered so much loss

This is the anniversary of my niece, Nicole's, death. Taken by cancer at 31. Nicole was a wife, a mother of two babies, a registered nurse. Her blond hair and ice blue eyes turned heads. It's 17 years since her light was extinguished. #Lingering gold dust. #vss365

@AAnagha197 @fizzyfizzytwiz ❤️

@JaneCardillo @fizzyfizzytwiz 🙏✨️

@Elkie6 Thank you, Elkie.

@JaneCardillo So very sorry ⚘️

@derickijohnson Thanks, DeRicki.

@JaneCardillo 🤍🙏🏿

@alexeades1 And I, you. x

@JaneCardillo Thinking of you x

@Elkie6 ❤️

@JaneCardillo 🫂

One Mother's Day many years ago, David gave me a Hosta. I love it, I said. I'll think of you when it comes up each year. David's been gone more than a decade now. And when that hosta appears each spring it never fails to remind me of my son. #LossLit

As she kissed him goodbye at the station, he wanted to weep, but he kept his despair from her. She couldn't help herself, #betrayal was second nature to her. She'd taken a lover from the ranks of the secret police. Sooner or later, they were both doomed. #vss365

Her blue eyes stared up at him. Hey baby, he cooed, running his hands down her body. He couldn't ever remember feeling such love before. Behind him bacon sizzled on the griddle. She drooled, he ignored her. She threw back her Husky head and howled in #betrayal. #vss365

Good morning from the North Georgia Mountains. Betrayal is the quiet fracture of trust, when someone you believed in becomes the one that lets you fall. Today is May 20, 2026 and your #vss365 #prompt is #betrayal

The number of #vss365 writers is overwhelming in the best possible way. So many fantastic stories and poems appear throughout the day that I’m sure I’ve missed a few gems along the way. But I’m truly enjoying having a small part in each one. See you at 5am EST.😉

I know that your personal road to hell is paved with good ones. Mine, not so much. Bad #intent incarnate; that would be me. Lots and lots of venal and probably quite a few mortal; sin and I go WAY back. Be seeing you on the way. #vss365

Sometimes you can feel #intent. If she’s standing over you with a bloody knife, she’s probably not there to wish you a nice day. But I will. Good morning! Today, May 19, 2026, your #vss365 #prompt is #Intent

Kids at school called her the girl who was raised by wolves. Her matted hair and grubby face gave her a #feral look. But at night, away from the taunts of her schoolmates, she curled up in the den, nestled against the she-wolf and felt unconditional love. #vss365

We all have that one friend Someone who bends every rule they touch Someone wild enough to frighten us a little Someone who’s — Feral Today, May 18, 2026, your #vss365 #prompt is #Feral

So many incredible stories yesterday, each one a spark in the dark. It was a privilege to read them all. I’m drawn to prompts that shift depending on the light. Today, May 17 2026, your #vss365 #prompt is #Luminous