Plato called it Hyperuranium – the world of ideas beyond space and time in which souls are waiting to be called to earthly life. Philosophy or magic, the miracle of life crosses intangible dimensions to manifest itself in the purest and most immaculate essential form that exists – the child.

Just as nature creates us; the perfect synthesis between form and function. No artifacts, no objects but the only thing babies need – a warm blanket and their parents by their side.

The years go by, but the enchantment continues. Sometimes it is hard. You need to grit your teeth and keep going, but with your family by your side your mouth opens wide, because you never stop being amazed at what you’ve been able to build.

For someone it is impossible to imagine their life without them.

Race or size makes no difference – of all bonds you could swear that none will ever be like yours.

You look back and you discover that you’ve had many families. Everlasting friendships fruit of timeless years, lifelong companions, classmates or teammates – in sport as in business.