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The Angel and the Pier
And the waters of humankind
In the summer Gerald would leave the house after eating the breakfast his mother prepared for him. In the cool early morning hours he could sit on the pier at the lake without other kids being around. That early morning alone time out in nature was very important to him.
That was when he could have some uninterrupted alone time with HER. It was while he sat on the pier looking out over the small lake in the cool, still morning air that he could feel her presence. Sometimes when he talked to her she would answer. But whether or not she spoke he could always sense her.
Gerald was not sure who she was. Maybe she was the spirit of Mother Nature. Maybe she was an angel. Maybe she was HIS guardian angel. Who ever she was, she emanated an intense soothing love.
He always felt at peace in her presence. He always felt loved. When other kids or adults came near him she seemed to vanish. Gerald never felt the same kind of love coming from other humans as he felt coming from HER.
Once, the previous summer, he went to the lake during the heat of the afternoon when the park was filled with children playing. They were riding their bikes on the dirt path around the lake, some were playing catch, some were playing on the playground that was situated a short distance from…
