When I tell people I picked up and left home for thirteen weeks to do a travel nursing assignment in Nantucket, they usually think it's pretty cool. Then I tell them I also brought along my thirteen month old daughter and am here without my husband and they look at me a little differently. There must be trouble in paradise... Surely I'm on the verge of a divorce. Why else would I leave for so long?
Well, truth be told, my husband was a major driving force in my decision to leave, but not for the reasons you may be thinking. A couple months back as we sat in the JetBlue Terminal of JFK while on a layover coming home from Nantucket, we discussed dreams for our future. A hypothetical conversation quickly turned real as my husband encouraged me to apply for a travel job on the island. "If not now, then you'll probably never do it," he said. Knowing my love for this special place after coming for nearly half my life, he knew I might regret passing on such a unique opportunity. Other reasons included being able to spend some invaluable time with my parents, including my father with newly diagnosed leukemia. We also knew that as Charley got older, it would be harder for her to be separated from her daddy and if a sibling was thrown in the mix, forget about it.
So I applied for a travel L&D RN job the next day and had a job offer the day after that. It all happened so quickly, I hardly had time to process what I was even considering. I thought about it over an emotion-filled weekend and decided if my manager would allow me to keep my job in Austin, then I would do it. To my pleasant surprise, he agreed. I accepted the job literally four days after manifesting the idea.
I had no delusions that it would be easy. I would be working lots of night shifts, nearly doubling my work hours, and be away from my other half and stability of home. But with the challenge would come an immense reward of giving my daughter a piece of a place so close to my heart. While it was scary stepping out of my comfortable bubble, lots of support from my husband and prayer told me it was the right decision for my family.
I know that this scenario unconventional; a lot of people think I'm crazy for doing it. But my husband has instilled in me the mantra: "Get busy living or get busy dying." Instead of just talking about ideas and dreams, he has pushed me to make them happen. He was the driving force behind ACK Wrap's conception. I hope to instill this in my daughter and show her that we can make our ideas, no matter how crazy they seem, a reality. Although she may not necessarily remember these precious days in Nantucket, she will grow up hearing the stories of our ACKventures and create her own destiny knowing it is okay to be a little unconventional.