The life and trials of a growing Christian - Day Eighty

My daughter turned seventeen yesterday and I don't always tell her how proud of her I am and how much I love her. Well, I am very proud of her, she is a straight A honor roll student, she holds a job, and watches her two younger brothers on a regular basis. She is a smart, funny, and pretty young lady. I love her far more than she knows and want nothing but the best for her. I fear for her, I worry about her and I hate to hear about her being hurt. I wish I could get her to understand that when I tell her something, it's for her own good and not to be an overbearing mean jerk of a father.