Wednesday, October 16, 2013

R.I.P. Daddy

No silly video posts today.

Just an update on why there hasn't been a release.

On Monday, my dad picked me up to go out for lunch together. Totally normal. We do it about once a week.

This time, we drove through an intersection where a large truck was driving through the red light and smashed into our car. Of course the guy was drunk.

I ended up with a leg and wrist smashed up, along with lots of little cuts and bruises and a ton of aches and pains.

Daddy died in surgery at the hospital from his head injuries.

Thankfully, we were the only two in the car.

Of course, the drunk driver was fine with just a cut on his face.

I have been sitting at home staring at the walls and letting my husband take care of me as I try and process.

It's kinda hard.

Everyone talks about me getting over it someday and time healing wounds and all that junk, but time isn't going to bring Daddy back. That is something I'm just going to have to get used to.

I know I'll get back to work on Journey and want to get involved with stuff again. I know this kinda thing happens to someone pretty much every day. I'd just rather it have been someone other than me and my Daddy.

For right now, i just want to stare at the walls and wait to feel again. Maybe after the wake tomorrow.


  1. I'm so sorry about what happened and I truly hope you're getting better from the injuries, both physically and mentally. Of course, the latter is going to be much harder to get over...

    Anyway, I just want to give you my condolences and my sympathies as a fellow human being rather than a fan jacking off to your work. Please take care of yourself...

  2. That's absolutely awful, and I'm sorry about your father. I've lost both of my parents, my mother to ovarian cancer, and my father to a massive stroke.

    No matter what anyone says, you never get over it, truly, you just learn to set it down and do what you need to do. Not a day goes by where I don't miss my parents, and I think you'll find it's the same. I try to be thankful that I had parents, and for what time I did get.

    My mother used to say that none of us is guaranteed tomorrow. As a Marine and someone who has lived a very rough and dangerous life, I have never seen her proven wrong. Even when we lay our heads down at night, there's nothing written that says we'll get a chance to wake up and do it again.

    Take as much time as you need to try and mend the wound. It will leave a scar. The only thing you have to decide is when that scar tissue builds, will you build it on the pain from your loss, or the wonderful lifetime of memories you had the opportunity to make when they were still with you.

    My condolences, and all my best, Trudy. There are no words, truly, that can assuage your pain.

    Sincerely, and semper fidelis,


  3. The knowledge that someone you know is just gone is something incredibly difficult to come to terms with. It's going to hurt for a long time, and it'll never feel quite right.

    The one thing that you can be glad about is that you had such a terrific person in your life. Whenever you feel sad, it's perfectly fine to let it out. In doing so you're acknowledging your father's impact.

    In times like these, I think you should just cope with the pain how you want to. Everyone grieves in their own way.

    I truly hope that you recover quickly.

    I'm so sorry for your loss.