Whose praise or approval means the most to you?

Mrs Squeeky, and my Fathers praise means the most to me.

Anyone who mean it when they praise me.

My oldest friend. I respect her judgment more and more every day.

Nobody. The things I do, I do to benefit myself, or someone else.
I don’t need approval, just profit, appreciation, or acceptance.

My athletic adversaries.

It depends what I’m being praised for. If it’s a personal attribute then my husband or children.

If it’s a work issue, then colleagues, reviewers and/or my bosses. I love my husband, but he thinks all my writing is fabulous. He’s not a great reviewer. When someone who is appointed to critique my work gives me great feedback, that feels great. (If they don’t, it also hurts most).