Ode to My Right Knee
As I prepare to say goodbye to my right knee, I thought I’d pay it homage. I know an “ode” is a sonnet or poem, and this ain’t it, but it does come with great emotion attached.
I’ve spent a great deal of time complaining about my knee and how it hurts and how it’s just not working up to par. But when I stop and think about it, over these past 53 years, it’s been a big part of giving me much pleasure as well.
Let’s see, over that time, my right knee has taken me through…
- The Walk for Water (10 miles) and Hike for Hope (25 miles) when I was in high school.
- Countless jumps and knee bends while cheering for Greece Olympia High School and Geneva College.
- Dancing the night away as Disco Queen of Geneva College in the late 70’s! J
- Riding Lynnie’s bike (my only transportation) on my way to work in Greeley, Colorado.
- Taking the brunt of a fall off of Lynnie’s bike (with scars to prove it, still 30 years later.)
- Kneeling at the altar at Pine Castle UMC.
- Standing, standing, standing for 10 years of LynWorks art and craft shows.
- A hike up a neighboring mountain to overlook Lake Louise in Banff, Canada.
- That hike up to see The Delicate Arch in Arches National Park in 100 plus degrees.
- Many treks around many stages as I acted and danced my way through parts.
- Rough, uneven cobbled stone streets of Ukraine, five years running.
- Playing tourist in 50 states and 41 countries
- Playing Round Robin Ping Pong with the Northland youth, around and around the table!
- The everyday walking up and down my stairs at home.
On second thought, I don’t regret one day God has given me this knee, broken as it is. Goodbye, dear knee! Thanks for the memories! J