OCD's support is expanding!

Hello everyone! This is the 2157th compilation post of OCD's latest curation efforts. It has been known that OCD has been supporting leading niche communities under its Community Incubation Program. However, there are still a lot of other niche communities not supported by OCD. This curation initiative will help in supporting those communities.

This newest curation effort aims to encourage authors to post in appropriate communities even if those communities are not under the incubation program. This will also encourage users to explore more into the different communities in Hive.

OCD curators and community leaders will find posts from other niche communities and recommend them for an upvote. Unlike those communities in the incubation program where curation is focused, this curation initiative is spread out. This will help find undervalued posts from smaller communities that deserve support.

This will highlight both the author and the community where the post is located. This way, smaller niche communities can focus on growing their subscribers and increasing the engagements within their respective communities. A small boost goes a long way.

Speaking of boost, here are the curated posts for this batch:

That happened the year my son was born. He was already more than six months old when his first Christmas came around. I remember that since I had just returned to my country that year, I didn't have a job because between preparing to give birth and taking care of my son for at least the first few months, I didn't have the opportunity to find a good one, especially since my mother was already showing symptoms of her illness, so asking her to take care of my son was not an option. So, that December, I felt a little sad because I didn't have any gifts for my little one. Even though it was his first Christmas and he was still a baby, I felt that celebrating it without being able to give him anything was sad.

In the passing of the pedestrians who ignore him and leave their light on their backs...

Welcome to Hive open Mic week 295. It is a beautiful time to be here again in this awesome community, my username is Sundayayuba and l will participating doing or presenting a cover song which the title says that oluwatose, this song is really impressive and I choose to play my guitar🎸 to make the Cover and I hope you love the rendition.

In ancient times, someone would say in the time of "prehistory", when the Internet was just entering our homes, while the mobile phone was still only used for calling and sending SMS, when you wanted to send greetings from the annual vacation, you could do it in only two ways.

I recently downloaded one of the most popular 8-ball pool games to play on my phone. It's a very smooth game, and its online gameplay makes it even more interesting, since you can play with friends or with random people who are active in the game.

Reaching the Excel was easy, as is most parts of London, on public transport. It was my first time ever on the Elizabeth Line. My first impressions of that line were all positive. I didn't travel in rush hour, so that may be why, but I think it's probably the best line on the London Underground network. I like the DLR (not a part of the Underground), and some of the Overground trains too. I feel these Elizabeth line trains, being so modern, would perform better in rush hour traffic. I guess I'd have to ride it one day during busy times to know for sure.

Last year my aunt Irene turned 60, the age at which she herself decreed that a new stage was beginning. Only she will know, why apart from retiring I don't know what else it will mean.

To celebrate, she who is not much of a party person was the first to comment that she wanted one, at first we were all very surprised.

On a day we owed ourselves, my friend and I went out early to walk the streets of the city, looking for some things we needed for our closets.

Here I am still in the midst of grief, it is not easy to lose your second daughter, the mourning becomes hurricane storms, that completely overwhelm you..... But in this journey of grief, I understood that love is the flame that will never be extinguished or extinguished in time. It is the invisible bond that unites what was, what is and what will be eternal, that transcends barriers, walls and everything that we believe to be impossible.

Oh, time, and music. The history of music is so awesome, and there are certain definitive era's. Soul, blues, rock, glam rock, punk, metal, pop punk, nu metal, indie rock... what is next? Or, what era are we in right now?

This concludes this batch's curation report. We would like to congratulate those who are featured and supported. Keep up the good work and continue to explore Hive Communities.