By NEMS Daily Journal
About the author: Alli Bridgers is the 15-year-old daughter of David and Kristy Bridgers of Oxford. She is a 10th-grade student at Oxford High School. She is a cheerleader and serves on the newspaper staff. She loves to read and write, play guitar and listen to music. She has a younger brother and sister. Her dad is a gastroenterologist in Oxford at Gastroenterology Associates of North Mississippi.
My dad has taught me so many things throughout my life. He’s taught me to play guitar, to ride a bike, to drive a car, and how to make the best scrambled eggs in the world. He’s always there for me.
He makes me feel like everything is OK when it’s not. When my world is falling apart, the best place to be is wrapped in my dad’s safe and dependable arms. I know he won’t disappoint me like my friends inevitably will. I trust my dad with a trust that most people don’t have. It’s rare and I’m so thankful for it.
I’m positive that my dad will always be there for me and I’ll always try to be there for him. He was there when I was 4 and all I wanted to do was watch Barney and Disney movies. He was there to braid my hair every day before school. When we moved 12 hours from North Carolina back to Mississippi, my dad helped me make the adjustment. He taught me that new things are adventureS.
Most recently he was there when I woke up at 2 a.m. needing to go to the hospital to get my appendix removed. Being the intelligent doctor that he is, he knew exactly what was wrong with me and had a room prepared before we pulled into the emergency room. I wish I could say that I’m there for him as much as he’s there for me. I hope my dad knows how much I love him and appreciate him.
I’ve watched my dad work so hard to become a doctor. I was with him and my mom when he was going through medical school. We’ve moved from our home in Mississippi so that he could do his residency. I’ve watched him study for hours for his medical boards. My dad has showed me what it’s like to work hard for what you want and how it pays off. I’m so proud of him.
Whenever I hear people telling me how compassionate my dad is, it makes me so happy. I’ve seen first-hand how he goes above and beyond to care for his patients. When they need him he is there, just like he always is for me. I’ve seen him tenderly care for the sick and needy in Mexico. I love to watch him. He is sincere and understanding. I, along with everyone who knows him, can see it in his eyes.
I love falling asleep to the sound of my dad playing guitar. When I think of hammocks, I see my dad and I reading together, rocking back and forth. On summer nights I can smell my dad’s barbecue chicken floating from the grill. When thunderstorms roll in, as they often do here in Mississippi, I enjoy sitting with my dad watching lighting strike and light up the darkness.
My dad encourages me to be exactly who I want to be. He wants me to see the world and experience the adventures that make up life. He has shown me that life is a gift, and has taught me to aim high. My dad is a man of true character. I am so blessed to have such a good relationship with him. I know so many people who don’t have that with their dad. I wish everyone could know this wonderful person as well as I do. He is simply the best. I can only aspire to some day become half of the person that my dad is.