Although I am known for my gift of gab, and my person is known for his listening skills, this morning, we switched roles. As he talked about some situations that continue to frustrate him, I listened attentively. When he finished, I searched my mind for the right words to say, and I settled on the wise words of my maternal grandmother, who used to tell me, “Don’t let the turkeys get you down!”
After I shared this advice with him, without missing a beat, he responded, “I won’t. I will eat them.” Irregardless of how well-meaning advice is, sometimes, it’s just for the birds. Pass the gravy . . .
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