Hoo-boy. Well, that was a short-lived dream.
A couple of months ago, I was talking about going on pilgrimage to Spain to walk the Camino Santiago de Compostella. That's not looking very likely at this point.
Friday, while shopping for cheese (yes, Peccorino Romano for pesto, to be specific), I took a bad step and tore up what was left of my left knee. The doctor who saw me says it looks like an ACL and/or meniscus tear. So, for the next several weeks, my knee is immobilized and, depending on what the upcoming MRI shows, I may have to have surgery.
Yep, not a lot of walking going on around here. Currently, I am using a walker to get around My daughter has decided to call me "Walker: Texas Ranger" and even changed her ring tone for me to the theme from the show. ("Well, the eyes of the ranger are upon you...") Thanks, kid.
It's just not the right time. And surprisingly, I am okay with it.
There are plenty of pilgrimages that are much more local that I can take. There's one just north of here in Carey, OH: Our Lady of Consolation. The last time I was there, I noticed that there were many, many crutches, walkers and wheelchairs abandoned by people who had been healed there. Maybe that's where I need to go.
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