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    #37
    Just seen the fundraising page shared on the Canadian Farm Community Facebook page.

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      #38
      Perhaps i have listened to Coast to Coast too often on night radio

      But a strange thing happened to me the day Cotton died.

      On Jun 24, 2016, I messaged Cotton on Facebook; for some reason worried about him. He did not reply.

      He finally replied to me the evening of 7 October, 2016, and there was angst in his message.

      I replied the next morning, saying
      "Tell me about your health."

      He never did reply.

      But on Hallowe'en Night, 2016, at 3:30 or 4:00 in the morning I awoke and sat up in bed. I'm a sound sleeper. I rarely have dreams I can recall. I sleep like a log. But I awakened, and Cotton was in my mind.

      There was no picture from a dream in my mind.. All I saw was black in my mind. No colour. No sound. No smell. Just this sense of blackness enveloped me; unpleasant it was. I'm rarely awakened in the nite. Usually cats yowling Or someone turning the door knob will have me awake instantly, coming from the days long gone when I awaited the children getting home.

      But this was an unfamiliar sensation.

      I ignored it, and went back to sleep.

      Nov 1, 2016 passed with no incident or
      feelings, but I had a message waiting for me the morning of November 2nd at 6:27 AM from his wife:

      "Carol I'm writing with bad news that chad passed away yesterday. The kids and I are devastated but I know he really looked up to and held you in a regard and I thought you would want to know"

      It stunned me. And then I recalled the darkness.

      Was my awakening a phenomenon? A coincidence? Was I in another dimension? Was it a spirit? A transcendental experience? It was not my imagination

      One thing is for sure... We do affect one another. Even if we don't realize it. But can two people who have never met each other communicate offline?

      I just haven't figured out where the sensation came from. But should I know who sent it?

      Paint me quite mad.

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        #39
        There is more to Nature than science alone, parsley.

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          #40
          Parsley, knowledge, worry and intuition. The brain never sleeps

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            #41
            Originally posted by Blaithin View Post
            Just seen the fundraising page shared on the Canadian Farm Community Facebook page.
            Awe, that was me. I shared it. Bless you all.

            XO

            ~Louise

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              #42
              Originally posted by blackpowder View Post
              Let no one of us keep any door locked.
              What a wonderful quote....

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                #43
                Originally posted by LWeber View Post
                Keep your head up as well as possible for the kids and know that you have many that are thinking of you.

                Sincerely,
                Larry Weber
                Larry Weber, you are an amazing man.

                Bless your heart!

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                  #44
                  Thank you, Louise, for sharing our message, and also for your kind words during this difficult time for a farm family. Parsley.

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                    #45
                    Thank you Parsley and Larry for helping us show the family that we cared deeply for Cotton and for his family.

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                      #46
                      We are all deeply saddened by the passing of Cotton.
                      RIP
                      Our thoughts are with his family.

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                        #47
                        Originally posted by blackpowder View Post
                        I sit and wonder how an anonymous internet poster has touched me at all.
                        I sit and ponder death yet again albeit in a different way.
                        I believed when my father died that it was a parents' job to show his children how.
                        I ruminate on the term 'mental illness' and know that it is a convenient catch all. Meaningless.
                        I sit in the bar and tell stories about all the 'counsellors' etc I've experienced.
                        I dont care what others think.
                        I want one person to see.
                        I would like for those who come after not to havta relearn it all.
                        I pray my children find someone as myself all through their life.
                        BP, when the going gets tough, the tough get going. Hang in there, always take the high road and know that some of us have gone through similar yet maybe worse stuff. Know you are not alone and you can call on me - no problemo!

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