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Let It Be

Let It Be


Oil on board

12x12 with gold floater frame. Wired and ready to hang.


A lot of red wine.

A lot of dancing.

The perfect combination for a torn meniscus.

We had attended a local gala.  The band was amazing. I think my shoes came off early in the night.  I never left the dance floor. We all had a ball!

I do remember sitting next to a good friend that likes to refill wine glasses.  I seem to remember drinking the same full glass all night…hmmm…how much wine did I drink?!?!

I woke the next morning to a swollen, still knee – NO!!!!!  I iced it for days.  Not better.

I went to the orthopedic surgeon.  As soon as he touched it, he confirmed a torn meniscus.  He explained the dancing didn’t do it, it was the 25 years of running, and the dancing finished it off. He was also concerned I may need a microfracture surgery on top of it.  Which entails 6-8 weeks on crutches and 4-6 months before returning to working out.

My brain freaked out.  How can I be on the sidelines for 6-8 weeks on crutches?  

I didn’t sleep.  I cried on and off.  How can I pull this all off?

I woke up a few days before the surgery, with these words playing in my head:

“When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary

Comes to me

Speaking words of wisdom, let it be”

I felt this beautiful wave of peace wash over me.

A quiet surrender. I had to let go.  I had to let it be. 

Just like the sunset at the end of the day.

Everything changed in that moment.  It was all going to be ok.

Music reference: Let it Be, by The Beatles

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