She’s been lonely lately, I know. Once during the summer she almost lost her voice, which came back immediately when mom and I visited her. Mom calls her every day but to be there with her in person is something quite different. She will celebrate her 85 birthday very soon but in spite of being quite old she still works on her “ranch” from dawn to night each day from early spring until late autumn. Her home is tidier than mine. I call such women superwomen. I will never be one of them.