As a little girl, I wanted to be loved by my daddy. I longed for his approval and his praise. I just wanted to be the "apple of his eye". My dad did love me the best way he knew how, however he harbored alot of resentments towards me before I was even born. Why resentments??....... I was a unplanned pregnancy back in 1969 for two high school sweethearts,that by all accounts had planned on getting married after graduation, however I was not apart of their plans at that time. My mom, who was an honor roll student, graduated from high school 5 months pregnant with me. I was the first of three children for my parents. From an early age, I could feel his anger towards me, the irritation that I had somehow messed up his life plans. I wasn't suppose to be here in is eyes, not at that particular time in his life. However, God knew it was my timing to grace the world with my birth~ There are no "unplanned" pr