While it might sound bleak growing up in a shipyard it was actually full of stories and adventures that are deeply rooted in our family identity. We lived on waterfront property, had a sailboat in our front yard, and a beautiful view of the San Francisco Bay. We had two wonderful Labradors and two wonderful Golden Retrievers, who we trained to retrieve the newspapers from the front gates. One pigeon named Walter and two ducks named Disco and Daffy. We had tons of fresh fish brought in by fishing boats that would dock to unload their catch for the day and an interesting group of people who shared the pier with us.
This is a picture of my parents and in the site of our former home (the painted floor delineates the different rooms), it is now turned into a public park and there is a bench sitting at the site where we used to live.
Our life took a turn for the suburban when I was three years old. We left our shipyard and moved to Marin County just across the Golden Gate Bridge. We moved into a beautiful house in a sleepy little town called San Anselmo where I spent the rest of my growing up years.
I feel like I got my work ethic from both my parents, but especially my dad. He would wake up every morning at 5am and go to work while the rest of the world slept. I always admired his ability to do the same job for 30+ years and be a stable provider for our family. I attribute my creativity to my mom. She can make anything with her hands (sheepskin boots are a favorite staple of hers) and is full of ideas. Hard work and stability have always been a large part of our family values and therefore I believe a large part of my self identity. I feel like I take pride in going to my job, being a reliable and capable employee. It gives me a sense of worth and contribution to the world around me.
However, I never dreamt of becoming a nurse, never in my wildest dreams. I was a musician for the vast majority of my life and always assumed I would be a professional musician into adulthood. I'm a classically trained harpist, which is why I moved to Seattle in the first place. After I graduated high school I went to UW where I studied Harp Performance and graduated in 2007. A large part of my self story at that time was that I was artistic, not scientific. I felt very intelligent, just not in the usual hard sciences. However, this self story took a turn when on contemplating my future and what it might look like I thought I would take Anatomy and Physiology as one of my science credits towards my Music Degree. I thought if I did well I could become a nurse, and if I didn't well then we'd have to see. So I took the class and the lab and did incredibly well. Much to my self-esteem boost, I thought wow I am more capable than I gave myself credit for. Off I went into my nursing adventure...
Me as a harpist (in Japan 2002)
It has been a challenge for me assimilating my two identities together. I have always enjoyed the creative and thinking outside the norm (my harpist side), yet I am also reliable and intelligent (my nurse side). Sometimes I wish I was always type A RN because I feel like I would not have to figure out how to combine two life perspectives. Yet, I feel like there has to be the ideal nursing job out there for me. In my current job I work as a Cardiac Nurse on a busy floor, and while I love my job, I honestly cannot see doing it until I retire. I want to find the job as a nurse that really works for me. I keep believing that it is out there and until I figure out what it is I will keep up my current job.
On a side note this is an artistic hobby that I adore... free-handing intricate pen and ink drawings. I think if you click on it, it can get clearer.


