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.