We traveled a little over 500 miles today. My brother John came to my mind often. John would travel seven, sometimes eight, hundred miles, in one day and he always did the speed limit!! It took him a lot of hours, but he woke up early, stopped for short breaks when needed, and pulled into a motel before he got overly tired. He almost always traveled alone. (Hard to imagine since our day was filled with each other’s companionship and conversation.) But John kept busy thinking through his next step for his projects, remembering his visit with the people at the center he had just left, and anticipating what was ahead at the next stop. He also carried on “conversations” with people he cared about. who had passed on: among them Sr. Bea and Mother Katharine, and with a small stuffed animal named Joey. His dashboard held many mementos: plush animals, pictures, etc. He found deep peace being on the road. Today we did too and we are grateful.