They are the ones who look and see like me. I am the only one who is like them. One loving Christian family with dark brown hair and humor like mine. One who is precious and is forever. One long journey traveled together. From our hearts, we feel others struggle, so we use our gifts and instill our love in others.

Their mission clearly selfless. They give abundantly without return. They give up and give out and glisten the earth with their brilliant smiles and change those who have fire within them. This is how they live.

Let one forget his path in life, they’d regenerate his soul with love and prayer. Shh, shh, shh they say when I weap. They treat.

When I am too broken and too frail to fight this fight, when I am a single entity among 7 billion others, it is still they who see me. When there is nothing left to give in this life. One who gives with passion. One who loves and does not forget to love. One whose only reason is to be here and be with Christ.