Rahman and Sarah

This year we celebrated New Year in London with my good friend Rahman and his daughter Sarah. Me and Rahman we go back long way, when I first moved to London. His daughter Sarah is 14 years old, just 6 months older than you. She is a very intelligent, friendly, well spoken girl or rather shall I say 'young lady'. She is very good at football, she plays for her local club and she generally is very athletic. When I talked with Sarah I thought of you. I realised that you are no longer a little girl that I last seen over 12 years ago, that you are a young lady. Obviously I know you are no longer a 3 year old child, but my memories of you are from that times, so it's difficult for me to come to terms with the fact that you are all grown up, that you are a totally different person from the one I know. You are a teenager, almost an adult.  Although despite my several attempts I was not allowed to see you for over a decade I imagine you as a person with well developed personality, opinionated, full of ideas, hopes, dreams, person who is able to think for herself like every teenager does. I think that way about you anyway.