When I took a deep dive into my files this weekend, it was a bit of an archaeological dig. I keep all kinds of tings for all kinds of reasons.
I have dozens of handwritten letters- (remember letters?) written by a college friend after we graduated.
I have a card my Step-Mom sent me with my Dad's shaky signature that is the last expression of love I ever got from him.
I have a bunch of before/after pictures and other Weight Watchers things that were really important to me as I was losing 100 pounds.
And I have a bunch of individual pieces of paper with random wisdom on them. At some point in my life, each of these pieces of paper were taped to my mirror or on the bulletin board above my desk. They each have touched me, nurtured me or kicked me in the butt. They've been sitting there, unseen by me or anyone else for years. I'm going to share them here in the hopes that they can again be a blessing to me and to someone else.
First up... this little beauty.
I am sitting here in the smallest room in my house with your letter of criticism before me. Soon it will be behind me. H.L. Mencken.
I have never looked him up before now, but wikipedia says he was an American satirist who was born in 1880. It's said that Dr. Wayne Dyer used to send this comment to people who sent criticism to him after his early appearances on the Tonight Show and other places.
Thankfully, I can't say I've ever had an occasion to need to actually send it to someone, but I've certainly had the need to say it in my head before. It's a great reminder that what others think of me is really none of my business.
Perhaps it will be useful to you. Put it on a sticky and pin it up so you don't forget it.