My Reflection on Celebrity

I slept in yesterday morning and as I started to wake up, I turned on the TV to see a portion of the Whitney Houston funeral. As I thought about her life, I was suddenly overcome with the realization that I would never want to be a celebrity. I don’t know how most other people feel about “making it big” but to me, the sacrifices that would have to be made would never be worth all of the money and adoration that would ever come my way.

I can’t begin to imagine what a person would have

The life of a celebrity is nothing to envy or for which to strive, if you ask me. I would never want to give up my freedoms and my own very special life for anything or anybody. My life is just too precious and special to me.

to endure as a celebrity. For one thing, I don’t know if I would be allowed to sleep in on the weekend, if I wanted. I don’t know whether I would be able to lounge around and do nothing for an entire day if that is what I chose to do. I don’t think that I would be able to have a wonderful dinner that has been delivered from a local restaurant for my husband and me without the press trying to bribe the delivery person to find out all about it. I know that I wouldn’t be able to walk down the street without being swarmed by people who think that it is okay to infringe upon my space.

That is only the beginning. I can’t begin to imagine what it would be like to be judged with regard to everything that I said and did. In the case of a woman, if you gain 5 pounds or lose 5 pounds, it becomes fodder for the latest supposition that you are getting fat or starving yourself. Your every photo becomes the discussion by the “fashionistas” as to whether you are letting yourself go, wearing something that is too short or long, too tight or too loose, too old looking or young looking. And heaven forbid if you say or do something that someone else decides is inappropriate regardless of what your best intention may have been.

No, I don’t want to be a celebrity. I don’t want to have to have someone else telling me what to do and say all of the time. I don’t want to have to live out of a suitcase and spend extraordinary amounts of time away from my family and friends. I don’t want people to like me or love me for my money and what they can get out of me. And I certainly don’t want anyone to adore me because I make my living in the public eye.

Give me my home, my privacy and my personal life. Give me the freedom to come and go as I please. Give me the ability to go where I want to go when I want to go. Give me the chance to take a vacation when I want and the choice to stay where I want for as long as I want without worryingthat someone is photographing my every move. The life of a celebrity is nothing to envy or for which to strive, if you ask me. I would never want to give up my freedoms and my own very special life for anything or anybody. My life is just too precious and special to me.