Trust...


My grandparents...

I worship my grandfather. There is no question that Papa does no wrong in my eyes what-so-ever. He's the only relative that accepts every fault I have and loves me for who I am. He's never complained about me or lectured me. When I walked in his house at 16 with purple bangs and a spiked collar he kissed my cheek and told me how beautiful I was. I adore him.

Me´me´ is responsible for almost every hobby or talent I enjoy. I used to spend every weekend with her. She taught me everything from stitching and crafts, to my favorite thing to do - cook. She was the only person to trust me with an oven as a child. She catered to my every interest and curiosity. I would be so bored without her.

I love them both dearly.