Fete Lifestyle Magazine August 2016 Heroes Issue | Page 32

Yet, none of these remarkable feats made him my hero. It was something seemingly more ordinary, but for me it was everything. He believed in me. Not a nudge on the shoulder saying “hey, you can do it!” kind of belief. A belief that he felt through every fiber of his being, so genuinely that I felt it too. It shaped the person I am today and has made me proud to be, well, me.

He attended every dance recital and

award ceremony. Even though growing

up he lived about an hour away, we had

dinner together at least once per week.

When I won my high school election

and became president of the student

body, he was the first to show up at the

school requesting a visitor’s pass so he

could talk to the advisor about what a

great victory this was, and to see my

new office for the year.

It wasn’t his physical presence though

that demonstrated his belief in me. It

was the lengths he would go not only

to push me until he thought I had done

the best I could do, but also to shout his

beliefs from the rooftops - telling

everyone he knew, and even

sometimes people he didn’t, how

great he knew I was.

Often times as a child and as a teenager.

I would find his support embarrassing.

When you walk into a restaurant to

meet your Grandpa’s friends and they

say “Oh your Grandpa has told us about

…” You’re thinking, Grandpa, do you tell

these people everything? Even the most

mundane (or so I thought) details of my

life happenings and accomplishments

had been shared. It took every ounce of

self control not to give Grandpa

a kick under the table, when we’d be out

celebrating an award and he’d start telling

the waitress about my marks that semester.

When you’re 17 years old and your Grandpa starts grilling the bus boy at the restaurant who he knows you’ve been eyeing, and then when you’re sure the kid is still within earshot, he offers his two cents that you should forget about it. Those are moments you can feel your insides about to bubble out from within, and you feel like you may need a fire extinguisher for your face.

In hindsight, he was right, dude was a total dud.