the words run through my mind seeing my ex and the drama she brings.
I heard my mother’s words. “A lady is a lady no matter where she is.”
Taking a deep breath and calling on my ancestors strength and wisdom the words came out. "Thank You”.
No drama, no pain, no muss, no fuss.
Just knowing... a lady is a lady no matter where she is.
Long hair , short hair.
Long skirt or short.
Pants, jeans, or a dress.
I came home to call my mother and let her hear my words of thank you, and to say how much I was grateful to tell her she was right. Her training was right. Her words sharp yet true.
A lady is a lady no matter where she is.
I reposted my work, babe. I'd like you to look it over. Pardon me if I say once again, your bio photo is beautiful. Forgive me.