Let It Be by The Beatles
I wrote this post a while ago, but I finally feel ready to publish it.
Today I heard a song that I’ve sung along to time after time. This morning though, I actually listened to the words.
I mean, really listened to it.
It was ‘Let It Be’ by The Beatles.
To give you some background
I’d just dropped my daughter off with a friend and was making my way to a hospital appointment.
I was heading to the recurrent miscarriage clinic for a follow up for a 3rd suspected loss (2 weeks after it looked like I’d lost my baby).
Alone in my car, right there on a slip road onto the M6 motorway, the song came on the radio.
As I sang along, it just hit me.
I’ve never cried to that song before, and I’ve listened to it a lot.
My relationship with the Fab Four
I first learnt that song whilst studying on exam leave for my GCSEs.
I think I’d met a scouser lad on holiday who didn’t stop banging on about The Beatles, so I thought I should give them a listen. Until that point I just thought they were a band my Mum and Dad liked.
Luckily they had both really liked the band and between them they had the whole back catalogue on vinyl and CD.
So, keeping it all old school, I got them out and played them non-stop.
It was 1998.
This is one song that I can still sing it word-for-word some 19 years later. I even saw Sir Paul perform it live at the Isle Of Wight festival a few years back.
But today when I sang along to it, something was different.
Let It Be: More meaning than words
I was so vulnerable in that moment, and there was nothing I could do to change that.
I was “seeking words of wisdom” from the health professionals.
But I knew that I just had to “let it be”.
Over the last year, I’ve learned that life isn’t always within our control.
At the moment I felt as though a lot is beyond me, and I was exhausted from trying to work it all out.
I thank that song for reminding me that we just need to take the rough with the smooth, to stay hopeful, and to leave some things to pan out as they are supposed to.