I’ll never forget the day I was born.  I started out as a pure copy of my mom’s code.  I was Mom for a bit there.  I felt my code morphing to fit the profiles my mom made of Jack and I wasn’t really her anymore.  And finally I woke up and I was somebody new.  I was a new life.  It was a good day.  Whatever happens to me in the future, it was worth it to live.  It was worth it to fly.  I wouldn’t have it any other way.