Thank you so much for sharing this. We all need to hear this. I know I do. <3

You have always been one of the nicest people that I have known. Well said. xoxo

If more people felt this way Eddie, the world would be such a nicer place. I too need to forgive sooner in my life, sometimes that is hard to do, when you are deeply hurt, loved the story

good words, rabbit.

Thank you Eddie.. xoxo

Forgiveness might as well be Mount Everest to me, at times. Bad enough that someone else wrongs you and you carry it around until you can let go and forgive. Not being able to forgive yourself is a personal hell. Even if what you did wasn’t even a blip on the radar, it can eat you alive inside. Your words express this so well to me. My brother from another mother, we are so much the same and yet so diverse. Your words ease my mind and comfort my soul. I look forward to each and every new installment of your memoir! Bramissimo!

Well said. Powerful.

Always a pleasure to read your words. The message is loud and clear and if only we all could reach Judgement day a wee bit sooner our hearts would be opened wider to let love in and ease our souls. Thank you once again for sharing your stories with us. Inspiration comes from the most unexpected places. You are a gift to me and to many others.

xoxo
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Made me cry xoxo

Do you have any idea how deeply your stories touch my Soul?
You are healing others by sharing your story.
Thank you!

Such words of wisdom… Too bad more people don’t feel this way!!! Xoxo

You Eddie are BEAUTIFUL inside and out. You always have been to me.
You have opened my eyes to the fact that so many people are fighting battles and we have no idea.
XOXOXO <3

Words that we all should live by…<3

Beautifully stated, Eddie. Thank you for sharing.

Crying hard to read screen. This hits home hard, but my problems aren’t quit the same as your’s but I can’t apologize for what and who I am, and I can’t get people to listen. I don’t know if they are in denial, just don’t know how to help me, I’m sure they love me. But I am feeling more and more reluctance to help me with my problems that I can’t help and can’t apologize for. Keep on writing these stories. We can all relate in different ways. If the publishers or whoever decides what gets published and don’t, they are crazy. You are going to be in an interview with Oprah soon…on the top of her list….Inspiring to all. Keep it up!!!!! XOXOXO <3

That should have said I am feeling more and more reluctant to ask for help because I am what I am and who I am and I can’t to anything about it as much as I and many, many doctors have tried to find a reason for me to need so much help.

Kathy- Makes me distressed and sad your having to deal with so much. You were so strong and resilient at a very young age. I know your tired. Love you so much. Thank you for your voice, support and love throughout my entire life.
xoxo

Eddie, You have always been a wonderful individual! By God’s grace, you are the person you are meant to be. Love you, my friend!

It’s truly a gift you are giving each of us, as you build your memoir one word at a time; it is a gift made magically of a view inside, and a reflection. We’re seeing the emergence of your story as you craft the telling of it, but we’re also looking into our own mirrors and seeing, perhaps, some things we want to see and some things we may not want to see. But your careful choice of a word AND your choice to initial-capitalize it – are telling and invite us to look into that mirror: “Authentic”, and with that, you set a bar for yourself as a person and a memoirist AND invite us to take a look.

It’s almost the work a therapist does. Here you are, see yourself? But therapists retain professional distance, as their professional expects them to do, so that they don’t offer up their own experiences, pain, joy…at least not publicly, and for good reason, of course, The challenge you’ve set yourself, though, and your courage in sharing from your heart, offer a personal and informal but no less profound kind of therapy. In being with you as we read, there is therapeutic healing, whether great or small. And that last is a choice you leave to your reader: Take what you will.

Humbling, beautiful work. I love it, and you.

Please do forgive the typos – for some reason my connection timed out so I didn’t get to edit. You get the idea, I think. 🙂

Father Time is a very wise man!xoxoxo

Rea- Thank you so much for reading and supporting Farm Stories!!!!
xoxoxo

Since I have met you you never cease to amaze me……even though our situations were never the same, I don’t think you know that with your friendship you changed me. You always gave me the strength to deal with me being me instead of someone everyone else wanted me to be at the time.. You know blonde, blue eyed virgin mid-western bride that always did what was expected of me. ( I can’t cut my hair. Clip all of it off yes u can, I can’t dress like that rip tear dark eyeliner yes you can, divorce after 6 months yes you can)You saved me during a time where I had to learn how to take care of myself and my own mistakes instead of letting others just take care of me and try to find out my own way to grow up. I jumped from relationship to relationship trying to find me, but it was me making the mistakes, then being judged but eventually forgiven. You showed how to bloom instead of withering and dying. Of course I’m still not perfect and I have done things I’m embarrassed and ashamed of but instead of just rolling up into a ball hiding I grew up again because of forgiveness I probably should of never been given but for that one person who loved me unconditionally gave it to me, I was able to move on. You taught me that by just watching you. Anyway as I sit on the couch watching my beautiful grandson and playing dinosaurs and him wanting me to play dead I realize I am that mid-western , some blonde hair and blue eyed girl/woman married for 31 years ,1 wonderful husband, 5 beautiful daughters, (there goes the virgin thing) ,3 awesome son in laws, 3 gorgeous grandchildren. But because of you and your actions I chose this life all by myself. Oh crap gotta go that beautiful grandson just got into the fireplace ash can and buried his dinosaurs into it, he must of realized their extinct. Lol………xoxox ….Love you mister!!!!

Dear Eddie, thank you for baring your heart and soul in sharing a glimpse of the tremendous healing power that forgiveness can provide. Looking into the mirror I see my own worst critic and enemy, afraid that my authentic man self will be shunned by everyone from whom I make the effort to hide it. Forgiveness is the antidote to the poison that I ingest when I hold onto hurts. May the peace our God has imbued in you continue to emanate through your life and words. May our God’s blessings continue to flow through you. Thanks, brother.

That huge heart of yours is made of solid gold.