My significant person

My Go-To Guy

The front door would swing open with 4 little girls running through all sweaty from soccer practice with our mom right behind us. As soon as it opened the smell of oiling frying swooped up in your nose. I run to the kitchen and start whining "You started without me? Not fair!" My dad would start beaming and say "You're here now, Jessie come help." He would pull up a chair near the stove so his little girl could climb up and start to help him with dinner. He would take my hands and use them to grab the raw chicken, dip it in the egg, then the breading. He would then tell me to get started on the next piece while he put it on the stove so I wouldn't get burnt. He would smile and laugh and I tried to pick up the chicken from the egg mixture without dropping it because the sliminess of it would make it slip right from my hands. 

my dad an I on
my graduation day

I have always been my dad's little girl. Although he has 4 of us, I've always been a daddy's girl ever since I was a baby. I was the only one he named out of us girls. We have always had a special type of bond no one could describe. He has and always will be my number one supporter. He is always there for me no matter what the situation is. 

I remember this day so vividly. I was on the field, one of the biggest games in our high school season. Everyone was pumped. Toms River North on our home turf at Jackson Memorial. It is always one of the best games of the season. We played at North a few days before and lost, so we needed this game to in order to stay in the running for A-South Champions. Before the game we played our best music, had all the girls so excited for this match to go out and redeem ourself from the game before. The first half we were tied 1-1. Going into the second half we were even more determined to win. I lost the ball up on their side of the field and was working back to win it back so they didn't go down our end. I went to go into a tackle to win the ball and next thing I know I was on the ground. I heard a pop in my knee and that is never a good sign for any athlete. I get carted on the field and next thing I know my dad is right there by our bench trying to make sure I was okay. I was embarrassed in the moment him being there and wanted him to leave, but now I am so appreciative that he came over to check on me. He was just trying to make sure I was okay. As soon as we got home he was right there next to me, had already called our doctor to get me in to see him tomorrow. He kept telling me, "Whatever it is you're going to be okay." We both knew what happened and didn't want to admit it. I tore my acl. The moment I found out it was really torn he was there by my side for every step of the way. He was there before surgery, and as soon as I got out he was waiting in the car for me. He would come sit with me even if I was just sleeping so I had 

prom picture of us

someone to talk to in case I wanted to talk. I would ask him while we were sitting in my basement, "Why are you just sitting here, neither of us are even talking," and he would just respond with, "I didn't want you to be sitting alone." And now I realize how important that was and how kind he was being by just being there for me even when I didn't want anyone. Ever since then he has been a huge part of my acl journey and helped me get to where I am today but supporting me through it all. 

This may sound cliche but he really is one of my best friends. Every Saturday morning he would go to the grocery store at 7am. I would make sure I was home so I could go with him. that was always our special thing and I would get mad when he took someone else and not me. it was my thing to do with him and when one of my other sisters tried to, I would think it was because they were jealous. But we would go to the store, go shopping and either get bagels or some type of breakfast after. He never wanted to but I would convince him. He would know I would be sneaky and add things into the cart without him looking but he would just act surprised every time but still let me get it because I would always find it so funny when he figured out I added something in the cart. He smile made me smile and vise versa. We would do this every Saturday up until our last one was grocery shopping for my food and snacks for my dorm the day before I left for college. It doesn't feel the same going grocery shopping here as it does being with my dad and I miss that a lot. 

My dad is really one of my favorite people. He is extremely kind, funny, thoughtful, and compassionate. I don't know what I would do without him in my life. He makes everyday a good day. He makes everyday fun and exciting. He really is my best friend, and I love him more than anything. 

Comments

  1. Ella KaminskiSeptember 8, 2021 at 8:36 AM

    Hello! You have great descriptive detail in your anecdote. One thing I think you can do is review the grammar. Where you say "run" I think it should say "ran" and where it says "start whining", I think you should say "started whining" to make it past tense like the rest of the anecdote. Also where it says "oiling frying" I think it needs to say " the smell of oil frying". Overall, I think it was a good storytelling anecdote.

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