I ask myself this everyday, not in these words exactly, but something close. In fact, I’ve been asking this question since my 40th birthday. The time and the days and the years fly by so fast that before you notice it’s afternoon or before you have the chance to dwell on June, it’s gone by. You didn’t miss it. It was there. It drifted past and you simply didn’t take the time to enjoy it. Nevertheless, you’re still here. You can still enjoy today’s and tomorrow’s and every tomorrow afternoon as well as the next June and every June after that for the rest of your life. But don’t miss another one or one day, one moment of your life it will have gotten too late too soon.