08/04/2026
“Do I miss my old life?”
It’s a question I get a lot, and the truth is… yes and no.
I was incredibly lucky to spend the second half of my offshore career in Norway, and there’s so much about that chapter that still sits with me.
I miss the people. The lads I worked with became a second family - the kind of crew who made long trips lighter and tough days easier.
I miss the travel. Norway gave me some of the most breathtaking moments of my life. Thanks to the kindness of a crew mate, I stood on Kjeragbolten - 1,000 metres above the fjord, and hiked to Preikestolen - places I’ll never forget.
I miss the sunrises and sunsets offshore. Some of the best I’ll ever see.
I’m proud of what I got to do out there: operating cranes, driving fast rescue boats, firefighting, and learning skills I never imagined doing when I was younger.
But there’s another side to it too.
I don’t miss the storms or the brutal winters.
I don’t miss flipping from nights to days in 24 hours.
I don’t miss the exhaustion that followed me home.
I definitely don’t miss the sacrifices - the missed Christmases, birthdays, weddings, and moments with my girls that I’ll never get back. I told myself I was providing for them, and I was… but it still came at a cost.
Finally I don’t miss the constant uncertainty about job security and the stress this caused. This was a huge factor in me deciding to retrain in massage therapy.
So do I miss my old life?
In some ways, absolutely.
In others, not at all.
It was a great chapter. But it was just a chapter. Life has moved forward in ways I’m grateful for every day, both in terms of how the business is doing and for being more present in my family’s life.