Finally Sharon

So, what is the truth of Sharon?

That summer I was to work at the Bible Camp, one final time. The Youth Pastor from Sharon’s Church was there, a new guy, and we struck up an acquaintance. On the basketball court one day, I asked him if he knew Sharon. He thought for a moment, and then placed her. And told me of her.

Evidently Sharon had come home from college that summer, and wanted to be married right away. The senior Pastor, upon knowing how briefly the two had known one another, declined and suggested that they wait. That is the last of Sharon’s story, and I heard no more.

Strange. I try to avoid real names here, to protect those once involved. I see nothing here to protect, aside from my own one-time naiveté. That said...Sharon Kay Potter. Perhaps one day she'll Google her maiden name...however many "Sharon Potters" there are out there.

Hey, Sharon, the bear was from me!

Funny, I could see her sensual, romantic and passionate nature, and I wonder how her life has gone. Did she get married? Did the marriage last? Years later I will add, was she impatient because she was pregnant? I guess I’ll never know. A few years ago, I wrote to Sharon’s parents, asking how she was. I requested that they either write back, or forward my letter to Sharon.

I heard nothing.

What did I feel about Sharon? In some innocent way, I suppose that she was my first love, however unconsummated or naïve. I looked her, and later I recognize that I would have liked to see what might have developed with her. Perhaps nothing. Perhaps everything.

Yet all of these years later, like everything else, it hardly matters, does it?