09/05/2026
I'm not sure anything could have prepared me for the way last night played out. A tiny part of me was hoping I'd wake up today and it wasn't real, but it's still there...
Yesterday after our event, we came back to the house, traded trailers out, and let the excitement of getting ready for the Walnut Valley Festival build. This trip was intended to bring Filch (our supply trailer) to Cowley County, then get our camper in for lineup day.
180 miles into our 192 mile trip, I suddenly knew with my whole being that something was wrong. I looked up to my mirror to see the trailer was no longer lined up behind our truck. I started to react, and heard a voice yell "get out of the way". The trailer completely disconnected from our truck, took out a sign, and drove itself into a culvert.
Betty White remains untouched, and my family and I are safe. The sign ended up stabilizing the frame and made it so that it pulled out without drag. Somehow Filch stayed upright and we were able to limp him to my mom's house, but we will be starting over with pretty much everything.
Forever grateful to everyone that stopped to check on us, the professionals that came to talk me through the process and physically pull us back out, my family that wrapped their arms around us, and to God for keeping us safe. It's gonna be a long week...