Fathers, husbands, mothers, brothers, sisters, teachers and managers.
They are all around us.
The more they love the more burdens to bear.
They give advice about form and function.
They give direction for every move and motion.
They expect achievements they could not achieve themselves.
Innocent aggressors will find faults with the pitcher over a perfect game.
They never indulge in an accolade or admiration.

I, you and all we know are vulnerable to become one.

To teach some one is to teach them the process of learning.
To help some one is to acknowledge the achievements.

Recognize the function is the destiny, form is the journey.

To love some one is to set them free on their journey of life.