When I was blessed with a daughter, I named her for her great-great-grandmother, Katie Lee Sims. Just after the turn of the twentieth century, the matriarch was given a beautiful gold locket with her initials engraved in elegant cursive on the front and with flower motifs and diamonds on the back. This treasure, a gift from her father, was to commemorate the young girl’s sixteenth birthday. The locket became a family heirloom, passed down to every generation’s oldest daughter. What an honor to clasp the necklace around my daughter’s lovely neck on her sixteenth birthday, as her initials were exactly the same. Years later, when she, too, was blessed with a daughter, we knew we could look forward to the special day she would continue this legacy. In nine years,…