Still High

I am still floating from last Monday in Manhattan and the meeting with my kind and generous bone marrow donor.

I am still letting those emotions wash over me, sometimes in the foreground, sometimes on center stage in the theater of my remembering.

Soon I will need to fit the encounter into the rest of my life, make plans, move on.

But for now it still lives on top of a mountain, untouched my the mundane, casting its transcendent light in all directions.

For now I am still soaking it all up. And loving it.