Running through the woods on the heels of sunset I stopped to catch my breath and laugh out loud as I saw my family spread out and running, arms stretched making the most unholy racket. Smiling I thought to my self that in all my life I have never seen bigger bunch of backwards ass country fucks and that was the beginning of the end of the best damn day of my life.
My big brother has always been my protector, sure as kids he would kick my ass on a near daily basis but what he was really doing is toughening me up, teaching me how to fight and making me strong enough to one day face the world afraid of nothing. Ok, almost nothing. I am afraid of water in all forms, heights, commitment, bugs, the dark, rejection, change…There is nothing in this world that I wouldn’t do for him which is exactly how I ended stuck up in a tree hanging on for my dear life with a wailing cat attempting to bite through my jugular.
I’ve fallen into a pretty deep depression over the loss of my best friend and faithful companion and while I can usually hide it I’m on the verge of a complete breakdown on a near hourly basis. Even though words are never spoken my big bro always seems to know more than I do and picks me up when I need it most delivering me to his ranch where they stuff my gullet to the brim with home cooked dinners, world class wine and more dessert than any human should consume in any given day. Thats all fine and good but its his family dynamic that saves my soul, its like being at the circus and you literally never know what could happen at any moment.
A hot shower washed away a hard days work, I had barely sat down with glass of wine when I called out, hey a piglet just ran down your driveway. Sure Al his wife called from the kitchen. I heard the front door slam as the girls ran gigling up the mountain side to cut off our new little friend and bring her home. Five minutes later they brought home video footage, calls had been made and we all ran into the woods to save a little piglet I later named Muffin Top. I knew she wouldn’t survive the night, lions, the cold or maybe getting run over by a car her future looked grim. I decided that no matter what I would save her.
We chased our little piglet up the road and down the road, into the woods and out. We got within 30 feet of her pen but she escaped and again we all scrambled to save her. I grabbed the pig net and set out on foot, by the time we reached the top of the hill we both stopped in exhaustion and near cardiac arrest. A moment later the hunt was on again and so it went. Eventually we cornered that little pig in our own garage, the farmer netted her and picked her up by her hind legs to safely transport her to the car, squealing at the top of her lungs the tough little piglet protested and for a brief moment we all became vegetarians. gathered around the table that night we all talked and laughed about our adventure while ironicaly a huge plate of pork chops sat untouched for the moment.
It can be a cruel world that we live in but its the good in our loved ones that surround all of us that gets us through when nothing else can. Family is the most beautiful word in the human language.
Help your brother’s boat across, and your own will reach the shore. ~Hindu Proverb