Who Says I'm Not Famous ???

I can still remember the exact time and day my mother announced she would die a happy woman if she could see my name on her television screen. Then and only then would she really believe I had achieved fame. "I would be somebody" She really didn't know how painful that was to hear.
My mother was a Russian immigrant, who came to this country over 75 years ago.... long before television was born.Over the years, she'd been proseytized and had become a believer.Her background cultivated a taste for good litrature, fine music, art, ballet, strong political thinking.... still my name on T.V.would make me somebody.My Mom never knew who I was or what I actually did... I don't know why.... I never kept my accomplishments a secret.... I was too hungry for validation and a need to be loved.
At the time of that conversation, I had already raised four children... seen them marry and have children of their own...Professionally, I'd been a very successful literay agent... had a "one man art show" actually sod some of my work... and produced a play with prominent actors (not a big hit). Iwas in the process of producing my first feature film.However, my name had never appeared on television. In the words of the great Durante....WHAT A CATASTROPHE.
Well, I tried to get a project made for television ... however, I was not successful getting it done. Knowing how the little Russian general thought... I'm sure had I succeeded... it wouldn't have been enough... I would have needed to do more.
My belief system was completely different from hers.I beleve we just need to be born to be loved. Nothing else!!!! What we do with our lives is a way to engender respect... contribute to the universe and with a little bit of luck... some people get to like us and even love us. To be loved unconditionally... all we need do is.... get here. I believe being here is no mistake. We can make mistakes... that's human... but loving is divine, a gift we are born with.I think we bring everything with us at birth. Myths and methods of up-bringing are introduced and can cause dilution and polution.Life and love can become conditional. For example... where we live or lived...schools attended.. our friends.. jobs... degrees etc.This defines who we are. I'm not saying this exists everywhere and to everyone... but it is very prevalent. Somewhere something happens and there is a shift. What happened to the beginning???Where did it Go???
When the little voice deep inside still asks... "why not a T.V. credit".... I answer.... Who says I'm not famous... let the work be the work.... just feel the love.
This is only my opinion,,,, for what it's worth.