Who am I famous to, and why? Am I famous to God? Is that yellow Aspen leaf I put in my water bottle holder famous to God? Is it famous to God in the same way I am?
Why is it so valued to be famous in the way superstars are? What does an autograph really give you? What do I want to be famous for?
Compassion, going out of my way for others, holding babies, the smell of warm brownies wafting through my home, listening, living life to its fullest, love, riding horses when I’m 95, remembering tiny details important to someone else, appreciating beauty and being thankful for it, not giving up, writing my heart. I want to be famous to my sons as one who always loves them no matter what and famous for reminding them to live their dream and to love life. I want to be famous to my love giving him the knowledge that there is one who loves him so dearly she cannot help but have it ooze from her pores and onto his lips in a kiss and in the tenth “I love you” of the day. I want to be famous for never giving up on a kid, for driving antique tractors on long drives with a packed lunch, for care taking of various critters in my charge, for living a simple life full of love and joy. What do you want to be famous for?