Little Piglets

"I saw some piglets suckling their dead mother. After a while they shuddered and went away. They had sensed she could no longer see them and that she wasn't like them anymore. What they loved in their mother wasn't her body, but whatever it was that made her body live."
-Confucius-

I am absolutely in love with this quote Athena. And the only reason I believe I can empathize and so totally comprehend this little collection of words is because I had a set of parents that instilled in me such a profound, ravenous and insatiable hunger for ....hmmmm...how do I put this? Well, I guess I can sum it up in one word, if I must, a hunger for skin. My papi is a huge boxing fan, has been all his life, and when we were little papi use to lay in bed and invite us all in for what he called "rounds". Like in boxing they were three to four minute bouts of legs entwined and arms pretzeled and above all else rubbing and kissing and hugging. And they were never complete unless he asked one of us to rub his head or give him a massage. And within seconds LITERALLY he'd be knocked out. Mami followed suit with the rounds, only hers were always much much longer. And mami would inhale us, literally. Like stick her face in our necks and inhale as though her life depended on capturing every last whiff of our very essence. Like in order for her life to proceed she needed to suck our souls out through our pores. Most kids, mind you, hate this. They hate for their parents to kiss all over them and ask for affection constantly. And I believe that the kids that are this way, unfortunately it's because they weren't loved on like we were to the point of complete and utter exaggeration. We have always loved it because it's all we've ever known. And I wouldn't trade it for all the riches in the world. I will still lay in bed and cuddle with my parents until they day I am no longer able to I don't care how old I am. You see the reason papi would knock out, why mami would inhale us, and why I can never get enough of their skin is because when our skin touches I feel these sensationally brilliant magnificent electrical impulses all over my body and I feel safe and I feel at home. And it is the exquisite soul that skin encapsulates that makes it that way.  And I know they feel that too. It doesn't matter what is going on in the world or even at home within our family when we make that physical contact it's like on Avatar with the tails.....like we cuddle, we hug, we kiss and all is right in the world because we are where we belong. I tell you, it's not anything material  or tangible that connects us so strongly and keeps us together but the delicious energy we transfer to one another when we touch. I am grateful to my parents for having taught me how important the human touch is, how necessary it is to our existence, our well rounded existence. This has made it's infinitely impacting mark in my life and has poured out in everything I do. I touch EVERYONE. Not just my family. I speak through my hands and absorb life through my pores. There is nothing and I mean nothing more beautiful than the human touch and had we not been mami and papi's little piglets we would've never known that. Now you're my little piglet and I will teach you the same.