Three-hundred plus sixty-five and call it another one you survived. Pat yourself on the back, it was a big one. What did you accomplish?

You aged. There was a birthday somewhere in there and you became a year older than last time it happened.

You learned. Probably a few life lessons, some tips, tricks and perhaps even something you’d rather not know.

You hesitated.

You waited too long to take advantage of something. Not necessarily something big, or even something you’ll remember, but nonetheless it happened.

You said goodbye. The most common method is the wave. Maybe your’s took another form; a hug, a hand squeeze, a smile. Maybe it was a combination pizza all of the above. Maybe your goodbye had more toppings.

You felt pain. Perhaps it was related to the goodbye, a sibling, a splinter, or a stubborn hangnail.

You were missed. Maybe they missed you really badly. Maybe they barely missed you…like with a spitball, or a shoe. Whether they told you, or not – you were.

You laughed. Hopefully not at me, but maybe because of me, (which is a good thing).

You remembered. You made a memory, you erased one and you probably replaced an old frayed one.

You left something unfinished. Like a thought…

You did a whole lot more. More than I care to continue writing about, because this could turn into something really, really long.

Spray and repeat.