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Crow’s Feet Prompt #79 — Adventures
Inner Peace
My latest, greatest adventure
I was a nurse for nearly 30 years. Every time I clocked in — I never knew what crises might await me. I worked at a Level 1 Trauma Center in the ICU and the OR for most of my career. Adrenaline was mandatory — adventures in saving lives abounded.
To balance this soul-sucking work, I would run away from home on all my vacations. I’ve lost count of the number of cruises I’ve taken and the countries I’ve visited. I can safely say that most had gorgeous beaches. Sometimes I traveled with friends or family, often I traveled alone. After all, I could scrub into complex surgical cases with the most difficult surgeons without hesitation. In comparison, maneuvering in foreign countries and through the mazes of airport terminals was a piece of cake.
I also got my motorcycle license and a couple of motorcycles. I would ride every Sunday that the weather permitted, helping me reset for the week ahead. I loved riding my bike on winding country roads. It was completely exhilarating and filled me with Zen.
People thought I was a crazy, badass, risk-taker living out a mid-life crisis. But it was more than that. After all the traumas my life had handed me — when I traveled and rode my bike — I felt free for the first time in…
