Speaking a little today about the green thumb my son, Chuck, has. He is absolutely amazing when it comes to growing plants. He does it for a hobby. And being the scientific enthusiast he is, he has plants growing all summer out side. There is a certain limit on how long the plants keep his interest. Seemingly he learns what he wanted to know, then goes to another phase of his experiment. The next summer he is at it again. This has been his passion for a very long time, and I’m wondering if he will ever find what he is looking for before he dies. His health is bad, and I hope this passion for raising plants keeps him alive much longer. When he was a teenager his passion was looking into the creation of God. He almost lost his mind trying to find the beginning of planet life. He believed there had to be an answer out there somewhere, and he was determined to find it. We, his parents, had to seek advise from a psychologist. After a ten day evaluation the diagnoses was relieving. Our son was not addictive to anything, nor was he abnormal. The Doctor of Psychology explained to us. “There is a very thin line between genus, and stupidity.” Chuck was not either, but existed from riding that line. Sometimes I think he gets over that line in both areas, but has always managed to balance himself again. Many of Chuck’s friends of whom are intelligent, and grew up with him, have told me they are surprised that Chuck has not made a great life for himself. Chuck is still working on that, and who knows, it may happen yet before he dies. In my world, he is one of the Seven Great Wonders.” I love him, and he is a big help to me since his father died. I can ask him for clearness on may things, and I know when he is getting it right, although I didn’t know it, before he told me.
I don’t know Chuck’s future, nor mine either, but I know I want to keep him around as long as I live. And as long as we both can function normally. Chuck still has many friends who believe in him, and share many conversations with him. I also have many friends whom I feel have the same respect for me. Maybe everything in life didn’t turn out the way we wanted it to, but I believe that can be applied to every human being. Our purpose in life trumps all other desires, and I trust we have fulfilled that position. Chuck’s two brothers, and one sister are not very sympatric for him but they still love him. He never tells, nor shows them how much he loves them either, but it is obvious to others that he thinks all of them, and their children hung the moon. I am proud to have opened up my heart to many whom never knew this part of my life. I have fought a good fight, and run a good race. I hope to see you all in that land of perfect peace and harmony.
God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp
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