Today our daughter turns 14. For 14 years, she’s taken Tiggy with her everywhere she has travelled. She even bought a back-up Tiggy (Big Tig) when Lil’ Tiggy began to show signs of wear and tear. Then, Lil’ Tiggy would stay home and Big Tig would travel with her. But this year is different. She’s growing up and becoming fiercely independent. Earlier this week, she left for a school trip to Costa Rica – without either Tiggy. I had to fight back tears when she said she didn’t want to risk losing them on the trip. This morning, I walked into her dad’s office where I found both Tiggies on her dad’s book shelf – tucked away for safekeeping while she’s away. She may be growing up, but I hope she never gets too old to remember the magic and love of Tiggy.
