Hello, I know I've been absent for a long time that's why I wanted to explain you.

I'm 25 years old, I have a job (it's possible that I'll need a new one) and responsibilities to maintain; I can't spend all my free time typing, I need to find a second job, I'm taking a monthly course and I have a social life to attend. Same for Maika, my editor who is a saleswoman and at this holidays season she's been really busy,

Also, I have been planning a 7 seven days trip to New York, so my free time and energy I invested them in researching, booking and buying all that I needed and I was planing to come back in February with new Ideas for both Fanfics. Unfortunately, my trip had to be cancelled.

You might not care and I don't need to tell you this but in order for you to understand for my current hiatus on the fandom and also because I need to vent in some way or I will break down.

So, here it goes...

On December 20th, 2014 my family and I were going on Christmas shopping at McAllen. My dad woke up, went to the bathroom and then go back to sleep... he never wake up again.

It was painless and so unexpected.

I have not regrets because I never had a awful argument with him, I always hugged him and told him 'I love you' out of the blue. I enjoyed my time with him, he was proud of me and I was proud of him.

I have not regrets. I'm in shock and angry.

We were supposed to attend his Christmas Party from his work after shopping, the next day we were supposed to travel to Victoria City, he was supposed to drive me to the airport on January 2nd, the next year he was supposed to attend my sister's high school graduation, in a few years he was supposed to get retired and enjoy life we my mom, he was supposed to scare off my sister's first boyfriend, someday I will meet someone and he was supposed to walk me to the alter, he was supposed to drive his grandchildren to kindergarden and spoil them behind my back.

We had so many plans, so many things to do together and noting of that will happen, at least not with him by my side.

It hurts me all the things that I though I could share with him, as I said I have not regrets from the past... it's the future that we will not have with him what it makes me sad. We were not prepare for his departure, there wasn't any warning sign the day before; he was so happy that day.

I promise you I will continue "You Belong with Me" and "Songs for Elsa".

But please, be patient. I don't feel like writing for the moment.

I'm mourning.

I need to heal.

Could you make me a favor? Please, Hug your parents and tell them you love them. Do it quite frequently; I promise you, there'll never be regrets.

Thank you.

I'll post later on.

Erika.