After saying all that, there was a whole year of my life that I didn't speak to my Daddy. It ate me up like a cancer. I was so disappointed and angry with him. Remember I was a Daddy's Girl so this was literally eating me alive. So finally one day I sat down and picked up the phone and called him. He was so happy to hear my voice and I was equally happy to hear his. Oh how I had missed him. After a little small talk I finally got up the nerve to tell him what I was feeling. I said Daddy I'm pissed off at you. He said I figured as much but I don't have any ideal why. So I told him. He said baby i really didn't even know you were mad at me. Isn't that a shame? I wasted a whole year of my life without my precious Daddy and he didn't even know I was mad....
I hope that you get the jest of this. Being mad and holding on to your anger only hurts YOU. You have to forgive and then you have to forgive yourself!!
BlessingS
Carol a/k/a MJ
Psalm 138:8