The final chapter of The Great Gatsby left me feeling alone. It made me take a moment to look into myself a little and those around me. Do I embrace those around me and let them know the importance of them in my life? I like to think I do. No, I do not want to imagine my funeral and do a head count of those who might come to give me a farewell prayer. But in life while I'm still here, I want to know that I've touched loved ones, friends, co-workers and even strangers in some positive way. Small things like holding a door open, giving some extra change to someone or even a simple "Good Morning" to someone passing you by says a lot about a person. I know it gives me a good feeling inside when I greet a person on the street and they respond with smile. This good feeling has more value than any material thing.