Zane Phillips Instagram – It feels strange to be writing this. It feels even stranger to be sharing this, in what feels like reducing someone whose thousand facets I loved so deeply to just a picture.
But also, it feels strange not to tell everyone. To let him go and then just carry on as normal. Because now this *is* the normal. His absence shapes everything from here on out, the moments silly and serious and mundane. I try to keep in mind that this reduction in memorializing, this transition from 3D to 2D, isn’t quite so simple. I try to keep in mind that our lives are so much more than just the moments that we draw breath. But I guess the only thing I can implicitly understand is my love for him. This infinitely polyhedral thing that can only be imperfectly described. He was patient. He was open minded. He gave us a love for the outdoors. Et cetera et cetera. A thousand other things, some of which probably only he knew.
Every memory feels so precious and so fragile. The good times, the really tough times. In the end, all that really mattered is that I got to be with him.
To those who have been with us during this time, I am so grateful to be surrounded by community. I feel him in the love y’all have shown my family and me. Words can’t describe where I’d be without you.
And Dad, I love you.
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