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