August 11, 2026, wasn't just another day on the calendar for me. It was my late uncle's birthday. He died in 2019. For years, August 11 has carried a certain weight for me. It was a date connected to someone I loved and lost. A date that could easily become associated with sadness, grief, and everything that comes with losing someone. But this year, something different happened. I released my debut album on that date. And honestly? I almost didn't. I Wasn't Planning to Release It Yet Before August 11, I was still trying to figure out when I wanted to release my debut album. I was thinking about timing. I was thinking about whether I should wait. I was thinking about whether I should give myself more time. I had already put so much work into the project that I didn't want to just throw it out into the world immediately. There was this part of me that wanted to hold off. Maybe release it later. Maybe wait a few more weeks. Maybe figure everything out first. I was pla...