Leaving them was hard. We were taking a late flight, catching up with the rest of the group in Perth, who traveled in the morning. Mom stayed with the Pack, while Fiona and Carly traveled with us as our security. As the plane took off from Melbourne Airport and headed west, I kept looking back towards Bonnie Doon. "How do we do all this," I asked Nicholas as we flew over the Southern Ocean. "I can't be a student, a wife, a celebrity, a producer, AND lead our family."

"And I can't be a husband, a student, a fisherman, and a leader either," he said. "It hasn't been a week...