This garden, as you know from following my blog, is a place we go to all the time, literally for years. This time there was a surprise waiting for us in the parking lot. Now, I am not a big fan of cars. Always enjoy the fact that I can get from A to B, and whatever is between the wheels is no biggy, for both of us. Many years ago, I had a Mini Cooper, the old rust bucket I called her. It took me three years to save enough money for a down payment on this second-hand car. The day I picked her up I was filled with joy, and I put-put-putted around in my mini right up until the time I met Gregg. I sold it to a friend just before we got married. Sad to see her go as they drove her down the hill, but another adventure awaited me. I was married in a week and moved to a new country. 
He looked older than me and he gave me some sage advice, or was that Pinterest? Anyhow, he was a chatty fella and I listened.
"Come out of your shell", he said "be well rounded * slow down * know when to stick your neck out * log time with friends * home is where your heart is * snap out of it." That last one sounds a bit harsh. I wouldn't tell anyone to 'snap out of it'. I would stay by their side until they were ready to do it on their own. What say you? You may have a different opinion and I would like to hear what it is. What is the best advice you have ever given to someone or someone has given you? Willing to share?
He kept on talking and I kept on listening.
Swim with the current * stay calm under pressure * be well traveled (even if it is virtually) * age gracefully * spend time at the beach * I know it is difficult sometimes, but try not to snap.
It's okay, and thanks Little Buddy, see you next time and Happy Turtle Day for the 23rd!
