When I think of the beautiful people who have passed through my life I am overwhelmed. Some of them were famous. That probably meant a lot at the time. Every time. Of course most of them were not. What a quilt, what a wonder.
Maybe we should figure out a way to make everybody famous. Heck, we put a man on the moon. If every kid got all the love that he deserved it would be a fine world.
Somebody out there needs your love. Get busy.