Thinking again...

It's hard not to pass a milestone in your life and not find yourself thinking about all the events that transpired to bring you to where you are at that moment. In that parade of memories you see what was, and you drift in time to ponder the what ifs. Half a century of rememberances, hopes, dreams, what was, and what never could be all flow past in that parade, each waving or sticking out it's tongue mockingly as it passes. There are faces of those who you know, and who you knew, of friends, enemies, and loved ones both this and the other side of the veil. It's hard not to think of all this and not find regrets for things not said or done, or you would simply do differently if you could...