But we’ve been focused on your Mom and rightly so. She was being abandoned, she was lost, alone, and she had lost her way. This week has been a big ...hange. Your Mom seems to be so alive. Would you agree with that? Have you seen her like this? This content, comfortable, open and sharing?”“I am trying to be patient with this line of thought, but, no, I don’t know that I have ever seen her quite this happy and enthusiastic and vibrant.”“I will get to the point. Just a little more. And we have not. I had my breakfast there, then only i noticed her, she is in her mid 30’s. After that everyone was busy in their works.she took me to her son’s room and showed me his pics, and we were chating abt her son. At one stage she began to cry, i just tried to console her by telling that u can treat me as ur son. she got very happy by hearing this. She just hugged me and asked me to call her as maa. As i called her by maa she hugged me very tightly and said ‘bholo beta’ (say son). I was very embarced. ” Not really. Those Norse god myths did never hold my attention much. Besides if you want to fly’ all you have to do is order a flight belt from Techno Shack. They come complete with Arti grav and propulsion units.”“Do you remember who you are talking to? It’s me Eric. No GalNet at home, the no allowance and no tech Eric!”“I bet a bunch of Union marines in heavy destroyer suits and armed with TKU’s would take all Asgard apart, stuff Thor’s hammer deep in his behind and shave Odin’s beard before. That's what drove me those first few years, her simple trust in my ability, even though I had doubts myself. It worked. In a few years, we went from broke to success. Not rich, but enough so I could afford a few employees. My wife quit her teaching career, and became something like a secretary, taking calls when I was out estimating the next job. She could even give emergency advice to a do-it-yourselfer that had a disastrous failure. My daughter is now turning 14, my son 13. Life has settled.