A Moment in Childhood that Forever Changed My Life

There are moments in our lives that we might not understand the full meaning of it in that moment, but later, a lesson finds its way to you. This is about one of those times.

This story may or may not mean anything to you, or maybe it will.

I guess I’m writing it to feel how it resounds within my own spirit,

and if it vibrates with your soul, I hope you’ll comment or share.

I grew up on a farm, next to my grandparents home, where they raised sheep, pigs and chickens, and grew vegetables and had a small corn field. All my life, I helped in little ways.

We also always had 2 or 3 dogs and a few cats. The dogs were companions as usual, but also guarded the property and other animals from coyotes or any other predator that might come by. The cats of course kept mice away.

One day when I was about 9 or 10,

I was outside playing, probably one of my usual things climbing into some space I had no business being 🙂 when I heard the dogs growling and gnashing at something. As I ran toward the sound, I heard a squeal of terror from a small baby pig.