As I sit down to write this I cannot find the words that are good enough to tell the story of Tinkerbell’s life. "Tink" was all the things that I believe people should strive to be: loyal, patient, kind, forgiving, present. For close to 17 years, she faithfully watched over our family protecting us with all her being from anything that might hurt us from shadows, to sadness. She was always by my side, but not big on cuddles. She made nightly rounds to each doorway to check on all her humans. She loved all table food, (even broccoli). She hid everything, often in shoes, or a make shift burrow. She loved completely. She will he missed terribly and her absence felt everyday.
“Just always be waiting for me.”
• J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan