For Bob.

I can't be there to celebrate the life and mourn the passing of my friend, Bob, but I wanted him to know I am thinking of him today. And always. I haven't quite reconciled the fact that he won't be there when I get back - I have so many questions I need answered, advice that he was supposed to give me, discussions that we were supposed to have, experiences that I wanted to tell him about. You see, I thought of Bob as my guru. My teacher, advisor, and counselor of sorts (although I was the one who was supposed to be teaching him some yoga and meditation and what a guru is)? But, you don't really get to pick your guru - they just show up one day.

I love you and will miss you. Namaste, my friend and guru.