Are we truly an observing species?

Actually, I can only speak for two people.  Oh, heck...make that three but you know what, one story is enough to make my point.

The first human I speak of is the most compassionate, most nurturing, most protective, most caring being I have ever known and his story still makes me cry but don't worry, I will try not to write any sad stuff here...

A few months after he  was born, his mother suddenly wasn't her usual mental self, who knows, probably post-partum???  Anyway, she started acting strangely and her extended family not understanding this kind of mental imbalance gave her a severe whipping even though she was an adult woman!  Of course, the poor woman became physical ill as well and never recovered.

 A few weeks later, her grieving husband also fell ill and died, leaving behind three little girls and two boys. (like, wtf???)

But alas, a portion of the extended family was there for the little souls in the form of their uncle and aunt who took the wee wittle ones under their wings.  Wings that were already infected with kids of their own ;-(

I supposed his uncle and aunty did a great enough job in raising these orphans with love which was there all right but unconditional love of course would have been missing.  (Not that it was aunt and uncle's fault......hey...they probably did a better job than you and I would have done...)

Anyway, the baby boy eventually grew up, got married, had a  bunch of children of his own, built himself a small paradise and proceeded to give that to those, what he never had...

And the point of this story is also this :-  If there was ever one person who practiced what he preached, it was this guy. 

He once told me that if I understood the ways of the universe, I would not even hurt an ant but sad to say, I ended up killing many ants, a whole army of red ants in fact...and *sniff* you would have done the same too if a whole army of angry, red ants were marching up your legs!!!  Oh but wait, I've observed and learned, I no longer go where no legs have gone before.  So see? 

If there was one person I know who never killed anything, it was probably this guy.  I remember that one time when I saw with my very own eyes, a huge yellow tail snake slithering up the stairs...and me (with my screaming head in my hands),  ran into the house only to find another humonguous snake slithering up the inside stairs.    Oh the horror of it all and you know what, this guy refused to kill the scary bastards.  He said that they were a pair...and that they were searching for each other and he let them off scot free!!!!    (However, the good news is I never saw another yellow tail in my life ever again 'cept online ;-)

Stories of his compassion and caring abound.  So much to write but I don't want to make this too long  but just to say that there were probably times when this guy probably went hungry as a child, because he made sure it never happened to any of us and that number also included his drunken employees, pesky relatives and always-broke -customers....plus he was the only one who always remembered to feed the dogs, cats, cows.  Okay...I also helped to feed the rest of the animal farm as well !!!

4.  But alas, in non-fiction, the best of heroes end up dying before the close of the book and this one died at the age of 54 leaving behind children who were still minors.

5.  But hey...when a father hero has fallen, what?  Goat bit the daughter heroine????

This song is for my Papa, a true earth god who never did anything bad, the greatest and sweetest father a child could ever have...

May his story continue to empower and inspire everyone who hears it? (And if it doesn't, then his daughter sucks at non-fiction;-)