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- I’ve been dreading tomorrow. A year ago I got a phone call that changed my life. “Dad’s gone” is all I remember from that conversation, and it’s all I’ve felt every day since. A whole year has dragged out and flown by at the same time and I feel like it was yesterday every day. My best friend, the one man who loved me unconditionally and always supported me no matter what I did. The first person I wanted to tell everything that happened to me, and the man who could always make me laugh and smile when I needed it most.. a man who always did whatever he could to support his family, no matter how tough things got. The one man I trusted to never break my heart, did it in the worst way.. but I am so amazingly lucky to have been blessed with the most amazing father I could imagine for 24 years of my life, and I’d give anything any day to have him back, to take away all the pain I didn’t even know he was hiding. He was the funniest, smartest, and weirdest man all in one and he was always fun to be around. He taught me to be myself and to not take anyone’s shit or care what other people think. He could fix anything and would actually be offended if I avoided calling him for help for something. He loved history, fishing, golfing, cars, and all typical Dad stuff.. Missing him alone is one kind of evil in itself and then the fact that it was suicide hits me like a ton of bricks every day. I wish I could’ve even seen your pain let alone taken it away from you. I wish you felt you had something to stay and live for. I wish you didn’t die alone and sad most of all. I hate myself every day for not being there more, calling you every day, hanging out with you more.. whatever could’ve brightened your life a little bit.. I’d take it all back.. All I can do is be grateful you’re not here suffering with the rest of us and that gives me a little peace. I could talk about him forever. Dad.. I love you more than I can ever express. I just want to make you proud even if you felt there was nothing to be proud of here.. you and the life you gave me could never be replaced.. Thank you for everything 🖤 Rest In Peace 6/13/61-7/3/17
- I’ve been dreading tomorrow. A year ago I got a phone call that changed my life. “Dad’s gone” is all I remember from that conversation, and it’s all I’ve felt every day since. A whole year has dragged out and flown by at the same time and I feel like it was yesterday every day. My best friend, the one man who loved me unconditionally and always supported me no matter what I did. The first person I wanted to tell everything that happened to me, and the man who could always make me laugh and smile when I needed it most.. a man who always did whatever he could to support his family, no matter how tough things got. The one man I trusted to never break my heart, did it in the worst way.. but I am so amazingly lucky to have been blessed with the most amazing father I could imagine for 24 years of my life, and I’d give anything any day to have him back, to take away all the pain I didn’t even know he was hiding. He was the funniest, smartest, and weirdest man all in one and he was always fun to be around. He taught me to be myself and to not take anyone’s shit or care what other people think. He could fix anything and would actually be offended if I avoided calling him for help for something. He loved history, fishing, golfing, cars, and all typical Dad stuff.. Missing him alone is one kind of evil in itself and then the fact that it was suicide hits me like a ton of bricks every day. I wish I could’ve even seen your pain let alone taken it away from you. I wish you felt you had something to stay and live for. I wish you didn’t die alone and sad most of all. I hate myself every day for not being there more, calling you every day, hanging out with you more.. whatever could’ve brightened your life a little bit.. I’d take it all back.. All I can do is be grateful you’re not here suffering with the rest of us and that gives me a little peace. I could talk about him forever. Dad.. I love you more than I can ever express. I just want to make you proud even if you felt there was nothing to be proud of here.. you and the life you gave me could never be replaced.. Thank you for everything 🖤 Rest In Peace 6/13/61-7/3/17
- I’ve been dreading tomorrow. A year ago I got a phone call that changed my life. “Dad’s gone” is all I remember from that conversation, and it’s all I’ve felt every day since. A whole year has dragged out and flown by at the same time and I feel like it was yesterday every day. My best friend, the one man who loved me unconditionally and always supported me no matter what I did. The first person I wanted to tell everything that happened to me, and the man who could always make me laugh and smile when I needed it most.. a man who always did whatever he could to support his family, no matter how tough things got. The one man I trusted to never break my heart, did it in the worst way.. but I am so amazingly lucky to have been blessed with the most amazing father I could imagine for 24 years of my life, and I’d give anything any day to have him back, to take away all the pain I didn’t even know he was hiding. He was the funniest, smartest, and weirdest man all in one and he was always fun to be around. He taught me to be myself and to not take anyone’s shit or care what other people think. He could fix anything and would actually be offended if I avoided calling him for help for something. He loved history, fishing, golfing, cars, and all typical Dad stuff.. Missing him alone is one kind of evil in itself and then the fact that it was suicide hits me like a ton of bricks every day. I wish I could’ve even seen your pain let alone taken it away from you. I wish you felt you had something to stay and live for. I wish you didn’t die alone and sad most of all. I hate myself every day for not being there more, calling you every day, hanging out with you more.. whatever could’ve brightened your life a little bit.. I’d take it all back.. All I can do is be grateful you’re not here suffering with the rest of us and that gives me a little peace. I could talk about him forever. Dad.. I love you more than I can ever express. I just want to make you proud even if you felt there was nothing to be proud of here.. you and the life you gave me could never be replaced.. Thank you for everything 🖤 Rest In Peace 6/13/61-7/3/17

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