Krista is fluent in Spanish, German, Italian, and Arabic, picking up languages like other young women pick up lipsticks. She has travelled from our small town to Europe, Italy, and the Greek isles, among other places. In 2002, her high school history project was a national winner. It was one of a few selected to be displayed during National History Week at the White House. She stayed with it, answering questions for visitors. She has a low, musical voice with a smile in it. She is principled, hard working and a person of strength and character. She is zipping through her time as an undergraduate in college, swimming toward deeper academic water. She turned 19 yesterday.
When Andie was a baby, she would stay with me for half a day several times a week while her mom went off to lawyer. I remember singing endless verses of Itsy Bitsy Spider and Edelweiss. Once she finally went to sleep in my arms, I was afraid to move, fearful of waking her up. She began reading real books at three. From the start, she had a love of hard-backed books. Her first Harry Potter book looked huge and heavy in her little arms. She is an accomplished writer, an exuberant cheerleader, a dedicated Tang Soo Do practitioner, and the best friend a person could hope to have, child or adult. She has a tender heart. She turned 12 yesterday.
These two are my granddaughters by marriage; not from my gene pool, but a perfect tissue match from my heart.