Goodbye, Oilfield

Goodbye, OilfieldLast Thursday, 5:30 a.m., I got the phone call from my husband letting me know he was coming home. For good. And just like that, our lives in the oilfield were over.

Looking back, everything went out as quickly as it came in. Four and a half years ago, we went into this life with uncertainty and anticipation. It took a lot of courage on both of our parts, as husband and wife, to start this journey. It also took just as much courage and optimism to leave it.

A couple hitches back, when things got really bad, and no news was good news, we decided it might be best for our family to start looking into other career options for my husband. We decided that, no, it was no longer worth the sleepless, worrisome nights. We could no longer endure the countless unknowns and the vague answers that awaited our crucial questions. The stress was tearing us apart, mentally and physically, and it was time. Time for a new adventure.

There comes a certain sense of sadness when all was said and done. Much like we had to reinvent ourselves when going in, we had to adjust and re-learn about who we are and how to handle this on the other side. There is still much we need to learn and adjust to! There are also still many uncertainties that await us. But this time we know we’ll be okay. We’ve come out stronger and more bonded than ever.

We have SO much to be thankful for. Many of those things exist thanks to the interminable hard work of my husband. His hard work in the oilfield, of course. Our beautiful home, my ability to raise our children, the cars we drive, the animals we love, the very things we’ve surrounded ourselves with that we were never sure we’d be able to have. Thank you, husband of mine, for everything you’ve given us! Thank you, Oilfield, for the opportunity to do so. We’ve made many great memories and met many great people on this journey. We also became part of one of the strongest families on the planet…everybody now…THE OILFIELD FAMILY! We may not be part of the active working members anymore, but there will always be a special place in our hearts for each and every oilfield family member. You know that feeling, you’re in it too!

We have many hopes for what lies ahead of us. My husband accepted a job with a railroad as a conductor. He’ll still be working long, hard hours. We’ll still have to endure his time away from home for longer periods of time. We will have to learn a new schedule and adjust our lifestyle accordingly. But with this move comes great relief and excitement! While we’re sad to say goodbye, we’re thrilled with what’s to come. Instead of following rigs, we’ll now be following trains. We feel everything happens for a reason, and this feels so right, so meant to be. The oilfield prepared us both for what it’s going to take to make this new lifelong change. For that, we’re forever thankful.

So, goodbye oilfield. See you later, oilfield family. And only the best wishes to you all!

About ashley

Ashley and her husband, Ryan, have been married for 4 years. They became an oilfield family in March of 2011. They live in Northeastern Pennsylvania with their 2 year old daughter, Anistyn, and two fur-children: Kora (the manic Australian Cattle Dog) and Jaxx (your typical lazy house cat). Ashley traded in her various degrees and certifications to take on her ultimate dream job of fulltime mommy and wife. When not throwing over-the-top toddler dance parties and reading the same storybook 104 times in a row she enjoys reading her own books, baking, writing, meeting new friends, trying new things, and saving every animal in need on the planet!


  1. Nora Ruby Lechler says:

    My husband got his call 2 months ago, he was so lost 17 years in the patch and then one day nothing. He is now working in the coal mines but he hates every minute of it..

  2. Lizette says:

    Last month my Husband Armando Gomez was on would have been his last hitch, he and I were so ready to be done with that lifestyle sleepness nights worrisome days. He no longer wanted to miss out on our 4 year old daughters life. I had moved out to North Dakota got a job at the casino in New Town just to be closer to him. But through life’s twist and turns he ended up getting layed off from the job in New Town and found another a job 130 miles away.We had just returned from our monthly trip home, he was 4 days into his hitch, when I received the most dreadful visit you ever want to receive by the State Trooper. I was busy at work when all of a sudden my life changed in a matter of seconds he was there to inform me that my husband was a passenger in a single vehicle accident and he had passed away that morning. I later found out the driver fell asleep at wheel and they rolled my husband and his co worker Brandon Smith, 21 were killed as a result. The driver survived with major injuries. I just think the driver must have not had a good night sleep the accident occurred at 10am. Possibly contributed to the 16-18 hr consecutive days they worked.

  3. Oh lizette…I’m so sorry, my heart breaks for you. Xoxoxo

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