When I first met Kristi I will admit she was a bit of a mystery to me – this stay at home mom with a cute toddler. My boyfriend(now husband) and I would go for motorcycle rides with a guy we met through a local motorcycle meet-up. He had a wife and a toddler at home who I never really got to know..except from a quick ride by and a wave. We would chat occasionally. I found out that she had a very successful career in the corporate world but quit it all to stay home with their son. (I admit I didn’t get that). I wasn’t a huge fan of kids at the time but I remember meeting Charlie and saying “if I ever have a child I want them to be exactly like him!”
Soon I found myself moving to Europe. During this time Jed stayed behind and I believe found himself at Kristi’s doorstep nearly nightly at their dinnertime. Ironic, no? Jed would email and call me bragging about Kristi’s cooking. Kristi’s gourmet baking. Kristi’s decorating. Kristi’s home. (I think he was trying to be adopted).
Anyway, when I moved back from Europe – all eight months pregnant of me – I found myself feeling like Kristi was an old friend that I had known forever from the stories I had been told over the past two years. And not knowing what a baby needed or what to buy or where to buy…Kristi took me under her wing to get me properly set-up for motherhood.
Kristi was one of my first visitors in the hospital after Eloise was born. Her little 5 year old Charlie hid behind her maybe a bit overwhelmed with this tiny baby, new mother, and hospital smells and sounds. And for the next four months of my maternity leave the four of us(Kristi, Charlie, me and Eloise) would have outings to the zoo and the mall and the museums and out for lunch. I had never been so enamored with a five year old boy but I completely fell in love with his mom.
And when I quit my job to be a stay at home mom just two years later I ‘got’ what Kristi found so beautiful about this life. I will never be able to completely thank her for that.
May I tell you how lucky I am to have a friend like Kristi? I feel there are truly no words to describe her. Besides my mother she is the first person I call with good news, bad news, advice, love, or just to hear her voice(even though she mainly keeps her phone off because she has a healthy balance that way).
Kristi has taught me to be a better mother – she’s shown me how to be there but to let go, that the big decisions really aren’t as big as we think they are, to pave the way for me five years ahead so I know what is coming, to give advice and love after a loss because of the pain of infertility that she experienced for so many years, and she gives me much needed breaks from motherhood over many glasses of wine in her backyard.
Kristi is what Martha Stewart will never be – she’s a gourmet cook, an expert baker, a master gardener, a savvy businesswoman, an incredible mom and wife, a jewelry designer, a crafter-extraordinaire, an amazing decorator, a professional seamstress, a beautiful writer, a designer, and a junker who can make an aluminum can look like a piece of art.
And she does all of that and more while being the kindest, most giving, incredibly loving and gorgeous person that I have even known.
Kristi has one of those homes that you just want to stop by daily for a cup of coffee. It’s a true home in feeling, decorating, and love. And it’s because of her and her dedication to family.
Therefore my kids beg to spend time at Kristi’s. “Can we call Kristi to see if she can bake today?” “Do you think Kristi would teach me to sew tomorrow?” “Can Kristi pick me up from school so we can have lunch..she makes the BEST lunches ever!”
And maybe that is the magic of Kristi. She’s not just my dear friend but she opens her home, her heart and her arms to my children(and an occasional meal for Jed). And they adore her. Even Astrid does. They run into her arms and chat away about projects they are working on. They feel her warmth too. How can you not.
She is truly a fairy godmother sent down from heaven to make this world more beautiful and I thank those heavens daily for the honor I have to be in her life.
And if I had the ability to Saint a friend – well Saint Kristi seems to fit quite nicely.
And it may seem like I’m going on and on about her..but truly I feel like I’ve said nothing to really explain this extraordinary woman. You have no idea.
So happy 50th my dear, dear friend. And here’s to at least 50 more of a good life, good friends, good wine, good coffee, good company and really good hugs.
I love you.
I would love for you to go wish Kristi a very happy birthday today. Thank you my friends. xo