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- submitted by Guideposts reader Patti Stull, Dover, Ohio
Home at Last
Back am I, as Yoda would say. Do you ever do that? When I’m really tired I start thinking everything in Yoda-speak. It’s a kind of weird OCD, I suppose. Strange, you think? Never mind…
I am really tired but it is a good tired. My book tour took me to nine cities in 15 days, including a brief stop back home in New York for Mother’s Day. Travel can be grueling, monotonous and even degrading (unless you upgrade, that is), but once I’m at my destination I’m pretty happy, especially if it involves meeting Guideposts readers.
I love meeting readers. It always puts me in a good mood and dispels the travails of travel. And on this trip I got to meet lots of readers and sign their books. We finished up with a reading here at Borders at the Time Warner Center on Wednesday night. Then last night I went to a fund-raising dinner for the Blanton-Peale Institute, a truly worthy cause. So today I’m feeling fairly fried.
Tiredness like this is a good feeling, I think. It’s the type of tired that says a lot was accomplished. The type of tired that comes after a long journey. Leaving on a trip is usually exciting but coming home is always incredibly gratifying. Home never feels more like home than when you return to it.
I want to thank all of you who came out to Barnes & Noble and Books-A-Million. I can’t tell you how incredibly grateful I am for the show of support and all the wonderful things you said about the book and how it helped you or someone you love. That’s what I hoped when I wrote it. I will never forget meeting all of you, even if I am glad to be back in New York.
Home at last. Happy am I.
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Edward Grinnan is Editor-in-Chief and Vice President of Guideposts Publications. Edward lives in New York City with two blondes—his wife, Julee, and Golden Retriever, Millie, who has been featured in his blog and popular videos. Edward loves cycling, hiking with Millie at his house in the Berkshire Hills and Wolverines that hail from Michigan.
If you need a little boost of inspiration, pick up a copy of Edward's book The Promise of Hope: How True Stories of Hope and Inspiration Saved My Life and How They Can Transform Yours.
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Dear Edward: I'm just about finished reading your book "The Promise of Hope." It was a brave thing you did baring your soul as you did, and I'm sure you book will help many, many people who are in very dark places. It certainly does show that there's always a "promise of hope," that it must come from within ourselves. I couldn't help but think of your parents' pain losing a son by possibly foul play; then the fear of losing a son to alcoholism. God bless you and those that supported you in bringing you back to life--and to God.
If I didn't have a belief in God, I can't imagine how my life would have been. My parents, too, were strong catholics. Every night at 7, we turned on the radio to say the Rosary. I can't tell you how many months or years we had done this. But what I'm getting at is: I contracted polio at age 10 and was in a rehab hospital for a year. I was considered a miracle child. First, I wasn't expected to live. I was completely paralyzed. Thankfully I was spared death, but I had a very long road ahead. The doctors then said I'd never walk again. I fooled them all. It's a long story, so all I'll say is at age 73 (I'm in a wheelchair now), I married, had three children, and lead a somewhat normal life. Without God, without hope, I would have never made it.
God bless you. I wish I could personally give you a hug!.
Angela Lepitre
Claremont, NH (formerly from Pittsburgh, PA)