Tinker Bell

Tinker Bell has been with me since pixy dust and stars during chemo. When I went to Disneyland in June, I took so many pictures of her. I had a pink shirt of her that said, "Believe" on it. (No, it didn't come in brown.) She was my girl. My Mom cautiously said something like, "Isn't she a bit of a pest and not very nice?" I replied yes, but she is determined, stubborn, and knows what she wants. When I got home, I looked her up. I didn't know when I would use this information, but now seems to be the right time. So, for the record, yes, she can be "ill-behaved and vindictive", but she can also be "helpful and kind". Here is the part that I identify with.."...fairies are dependent on the belief of others to survive. In one famous scene, she (Tinkerbell) is dying, but will survive if enough people believe in fairies. In the play the characters make a plea to the children watching to sustain her by shouting out "I believe in fairies," and clapping...." In the end, if you believe, it is so in life and beyond. I go tomorrow for my follow up CT scan. I am curious, hopeful, scared, nervous, and irritated, but if I believe that I can deal with whatever comes my way - I can. So, up with the boot straps, on with the wings, pack up the fairy dust, and let's get on with it. I should have bought the cap in Disneyland - it was a Army Cap that said, "Tink" on it. Appropriate, huh???? Happy Monday, Ang