Today as one attorney handed me back something that needed to be corrected, I am proud to say that that did not register in me as anything “wrong with me.” I didn't kick myself or criticize myself or see myself lacking in any way. I am proud to say my mind immediately went to when I was a a child and my Grandmother would write letters to me. In those letters there was always included at the bottom a simple statement, “Excuse all mistakes..”
Hey, it’s just a mistake. It doesn't mean anything more than that. I owned it, and life goes on. I am on the step-ladder and moving upward. I am growing. I am learning . I'm getting better at this job every day, as I continue to add words to my dictionary.
Why have we always expected perfection in ourselves ? Why are we so hard on ourselves and unforgiving for an untranslate or two or that imperfectly spelled name that appeared on a transcript?
Even the State Board in California expect 98 percent accuracy. They allow us a little room to be human. We're allowed to make mistakes! Yea! I am grateful for this memory.
