I was thinking of things my body - my senses - will miss, and the list includes (in no particular order):

The Fleetwoods music

The taste of old Cognac

Light - of almost any kind

The warmth & odor of a log fire

High altitude Aspen groves in the summer

Cab Calloway singing "Saint James Infirmary"

The odors of the Intaglio Printmaking art studio

Creating late night photographs in a quiet Darkroom

Reading

The songs of Mockingbirds, Grasshoppers, and Crickets

The sounds of flawless, powerful acceleration in a great car

The faces of those you love

A lively one-on-one discussion

Remembering - just remembering

Seeing snakes and lizards in the wild

The flavor of good coffee, good bread

Great Art of all kinds

Finding fossils

Humorous riffing and laughing with a good friend

The odor of old typewriter cases, closed up old cars,
a woman's hair, puppies, Lilacs

Looking at old photos on paper, including those of
people and places you don't know

The wind and the sun in a convertible during a
perfect weather drive on a perfect road

The odor of the Arizona desert after a rain

The physical demands of hiking the Great Sand Dunes,
yet knowing I am in THE place and THE moment with THE
people and THE self when every single thing is The Right Size.

Hearing yourself and your Other state your vows at your marriage

Listening to yodelling & singing of best friend Richard

Walking hand in hand with a child

Walking, and having hands to use.