I never met anyone as loyal to her family as Kathryn. She always said that everything that had happened to her was her own doing. She never blamed anyone else but herself. We met her at two months old when my sister and her husband took into their home their foster baby. She was adopted one and one-half years later. My husband, Paul, and I were thrilled to be the Godparents to our dear Kathryn Mary. I always called her Kathryn but my husband always called her "Mia Bella Bambino." Kathryn took up all the space in any room -- especially learning to walk, which she did by running and crashing into walls. Never was a baby sweeter or friendlier than Kathryn. She loved to eat, and she ate anything you put in front of her. The first sign of trouble arose for her in school when she encountered math, and that was her downfall. She struggled all through school, which made school years all the more difficult. She was never accepted there. Once she was a teenager, more trouble aro