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.’)
There was a need for more coffee than I cared to make.
I went down to the corner store, and this song was playing.
My friend behind the counter was singing along, and said, “Good song. This is a good song!” I agreed with him and left with a large cup of coffee. Just wanted to share with you.