Granted access.


Dad granted me permission for me to stay with my grandma till the school holidays come to an end.

Feeling rather appreciative of my dad's decision towards my request, i believe his trust in me is slowly building up once again. Yes, again.
For nostalgia's sake, as i sit here and type, I'm beginning to render in the past memories. When I was a rebellious teenage girl at the age of 14, going against my parents and loved one's wishes for 'love'. Though, at that time, i don't think she even understood the word. For it holds many hidden meanings; she now realizes as she, I, sit here, at the current age of 16 and type.

So, i'm thankful.