If you live long enough, you experience a few things:
Finding out your parents/elders were right, dangit! about a lot of things;
Passing those lessons to another generation, who may or may not take those lessons to heart;
Having a lot of cool/weird/wonderful experiences;
Being able to do cool/weird/wonderful things with the greatest machine you will ever know, ie, your body;
Not being able to do some of those things any more;
And, hardest of all, losing people who have taken up residence in your heart.
Those rooms in your heart are not empty if they're filled with memories.
Hugs to anyone whose steps are echoing in those rooms right now.


