Have you waded across?

My uncle called today to wish my Dad and I a Happy New Year, and he said that a traditional greeting in Tanzania, where he and my father were born and lived till their later teens, that they think of life as a river, so that on the first day of the year, they greet you with a query as to whether you have successfully waded across another year. The portrayal of life as a river is apt, with eddies and currents and holes and rapids and shallows, you must indeed wade across it. Hopefully you all have as well.

Happy New Year to all!