After he died, I kept her in her own home, for a while, and then brought her to live with me , and my family....in the end, she thought she was only a young teenager, and that I was her mother...she would sometimes call me 'mommy'...I had to do everything for her, that she did for me when I was a baby...feed her, dress her, change her diapers, etc. etc...I have often been struck that Shakespeares ages of man, is very often so true for some....