So what is it that motivates us to be better, gentler, more refined? I like to think it’s those close to us. Close to the heart and soul. Those who carried you to the car after you puked on their shoes; those who took the blame for breaking the window when it was you who cast the stone. Those who will be by your side when reality knocks on your door- both good and bad. But more importantly, those whose stories you will share with your kids, and grandkids, and their kids and their grandkids- in hopes to somehow keep this all alive.