I graduated from nursing school this past December – passed the NCLEX mid January – moved in with my fiancé, Tyler – in his hometown – started my first job as an RN at the end of January – and now I’m currently sitting here watching reruns of Friends while eating my third piece of Snickerdoodle bread on my day off.
The day after I moved here, to “smaller” town Nebraska, I had a breakdown. I broke down because I felt as though I didn’t have a “home.” Weird right? I’m now living with my fiancé (and have been planning for this moment for 4 years) and I don’t have a home? I felt this way moving to Lincoln for college when I was 18. I felt this way moving from Lincoln to Omaha to start nursing school, so it’s only fitting that I cried after I moved because I’m emotional as F and it’s about that time, if you know what I mean.
I think it’s just really crazy to me that nursing school, looking back, flew by. I remember moving to Omaha to start nursing school and saying “graduation will take forever to get here” or “I won’t have to move out to rural Nebraska for a really long time.” Good joke, Em. Here we are.
As I look at my schedule. Two days on, three days off, one day on, three days off, three days on, two days off, three days on, four days off…etc, I think to myself – now what. What in the heck do I do on my days off….
As a new nurse, new to town, no friends, besides my guy and his wonderful parents, I’m so unsure what to do, which is SO UNLIKE ME, because I always have a plan, a rhyme or reason, and lounging around for more than one day a week is not going to be fine for me.
I really have made the rounds around Nebraska. From Columbus to Lincoln to Omaha to North Platte, I have learned a little bit more about myself from each move. It’s crazy to think that people believe they mature in college and that THAT was the time of their lives. That was not the time of my life. I am thankful for that experience at UNL, meeting my soon-to-be husband, and getting though nursing school, but seriously…now is the time of my life.
This is now the time of my life because I am a hardworking full-time Nurse and I am no longer studying on my days off and taking a test each week. This is now the time of my life because I am FINALLY with Tyler and we don’t have to drive four hours to see each other every two weeks. This is now the time of my life because it is truly what I’ve been waiting for…ever since I could remember.
I believe the reason for the breakdown, that I mentioned earlier, was because I knew I was going to be a small town Nebraskan when I settled down, but I didn’t think I would be this far from my parents, my sister, and friends. Now before anyone attacks me, yes, I know I could be farther!! *cue eye roll*
Moving is scary, no matter how far. I thought moving from Lincoln to Omaha made me most vulnerable, but this move takes the cake. And although I am uneasy in this new place….I am sure about two things..
Tyler is my home and we reside in North Platte, Nebraska.
*clink* Cheers to this new chapter in my life!
I have learned that I’m not necessarily a home body, but I love being at home. Every place I have moved I have eventually called “home.” Although moving can make a person, like me, super vulnerable and helpless, it has also taught me to have independence, confidence, and