From Fear to Freedom: How Travel Nursing Gave Me a New Life

There was a pause. My life took a massive shift. I began my travel nursing career and I have not looked back.

Life moved – sometimes faster than I could hold onto, sometimes slower than I thought I could bear. And somewhere along the way , I tucked this space away.

Maybe out of fear. Maybe out of feeling too seen. Maybe because surviving takes more energy than we realize, especially when you’re packing up your life every 13 weeks.

But the truth is – I’m still here. I’m stronger than ever, both physically and mentally.

I’m still gathering fragments of humanity and learning what it means to be soft in a world that often feels sharp.

This isn’t a grand comeback, it’s just a quiet return. Maybe because my life has become so peaceful – I don’t know any other way now.

This is me saying welcome back to this space. It’s messy, it’s real, and it’s mine. And maybe if it resonates with you, it can be a little yours, too.

Let me reintroduce myself. I’m Amber – a full-time travel nurse, solo traveler, and proud dog mom to Bleu. For the past year and some change, I’ve been living out of a suitcase and my Ford F150 King Ranch named George. Traveling has given me more than just beautiful places to live – it’s given me friendship rooted in authenticity, joy, and support. I’ve built a life that feels free, open, and deeply connected – not just to the places I go, but to the people and experiences that meet me there. The road has taught me how to trust myself, lean so hard into change, and find a sense of home wherever I land. It’s pushed me to face fears I didn’t even know I had – and in doing so it’s helped me grow into a stronger, softer, braver version of myself. It’s also carried me into the deeper work – learning to sit with fear instead of run from it.

I can’t wait to slowly shift this space into the new form of who I am…and to see how this blog grows and evolves along side me. Here’s to the journey ahead from this point on.

P.S. If you’re new here, I hope you find pieces of your own story woven into mine.