The first time we met, he called me Ma’am.
I texted him this morning to see when he would arrive, and via text he referred to me as Ma’am.
Who am I talking about? My lawn guy 🙂
I see it at the Pizza place too.
The young delivery guys say, “Yes Ma’am or No Ma’am.” The more mature gentlemen say Ma’am, but it’s the ones who are around my age that don’t know what to say. They are always polite though.
Maturity is beautiful. Wear it like a crown.
Are the people in your life treating you with respect? Well, let me tell you dahling, you deserve respect. Dig deep and uncover your power.
You are the CEO of your life. Be a Ma’am.
(To my men readers, replace ‘Ma’am’ with ‘Sir.’)
The quality of our relationships begin in the mirror.