"You are donating your right kidney, correct?" Sharpie Nurse asked without really needing an answer. "That's what my kidnappers said," I cracked, as she pulled aside my hospital gown. She scrawled a big YES on my right side and a NO on my left. I felt cold.
Our float's central image, two intertwined hearts, will stand above us: a beacon of what is good and hopeful about humanity. We begin again, as we must, standing strong against pain, loss and resignation.