Apr 4, 2019
It was in jittery winters of 2013 when I persuaded , begged and emotionally threatened my dad to let me have shave ice. Today when I didn't have to ask anyone's permission to have it, I felt a bit nostalgic about it. I miss being a brat who was stubborn. I miss all the people who handled my tantrums so well and yet loved me. Sometimes I miss my older version too. On a happy note if you haven't eaten shave ice in long time then go out and have it. Enjoy the spring/summer or any season you have at your place❤😘
