As I write this post a very beautiful life is drawing to a close -- my Bus Companion, aka Miranda Smith, who spent much of last year living and traveling with me. She is and will always be a true free spirit, a child of the universe, who gave so much and did so much that any obituary listing her accomplishments would fill a quarter page of the New York Times.
But it is not and was not her accomplishments but her ability to love -- to love people, places, things, the planet -- that made her so special and that will make her so missed by so many. For me, she made a small vehicle with curtains and a few pots and pans a home beyond dream and measure.
For her children -- Simone and Tagore -- she showed the way. For hundreds of friends she was an inspiration and a joy. Now she is going over a bridge that we cannot cross.
I will be on the road again shortly. But without her. I do not know what that will be like, but I will keep you posted. JNR