Sometime I wonder (actually I frequently wonder)

I wonder if I really deserve my daughter, to have her in my life, learning to love me as a dad.  I oft think I really don't deserve someone so wonderful.  Then I realize she is both penance and reward for things I've done and do.

I've done plenty of bad things, things there would be absolutely no question they were somewhere between bad and evil.  I suppose I've done a few good things to.

At times she absolutely INFURIATES me, and other times...well, she is just the perfect angle!  It doesn't seem to matter which, I am compelled to love her with all my heart!  At her worst I find myself loving her even more, at her finest, I've all the resistance of a wet tissue and can deny her nothing.

This parenting stuff is really really hard  :/