Jesus is salvation?

I saw this building earlier when, I was passing by. I felt compelled to take a picture of it.  I dropped my phone and got a picture of myself also.

My first thought when I saw this building was, that’s easy to find. Then, I thought perhaps that is why the writing is so big for location purposes. Hard to miss even if not trying to find it.

Or is it simply the message being shared boldly. Actually both, regardless of intent. I wondered if I would ever use it in the future as a landmark  Being new to this area. The thought of that went as fast as it came, fleeting out of my head with doubt because there isn’t anything else around.

It also made me think of someone who committed suicide two weeks ago, for some reason. I found out today, he is dead. I really wish people would stop killing themselves. I been bothered by the news ever since, I heard about it earlier.

Intrusive heavy thoughts bugging me while, I try to shake them off and keep going with my life. I

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pictured him walking past here.

Trying to convince myself if he saw this maybe, he might  still be alive. A lot to put on one little building in a glance while, I was putting on my seat belt.  But, wouldn’t it be great for me if my thoughts were true.

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Now in paperback

“The Trees Outside”

About the author:

Andrea N. Carr is a born storyteller.
Her soul carries the passions and disappointments of a nation and her writing bares faultless witness to the truths of our time. Her debut release Family Tree The Novel is a gripping ride into the heart of the average dysfunctional family. Her profound insights into the human condition echo Alice Munro, The Color Purple and J.D. Salinger’s Catcher in the Rye.

She has been writing emotionally driven, self exploratory stories since 1999 from her homes in Orange County. Growing up in Santa Ana and Huntington Beach, she later moved to Los Angeles California after leaving a Mental Health Career, as a Psychiatric Technician for the State of CA.

Connect with Andrea online.
http://www.andreancarr.com
@swakgrafx_carr

The Trees Outside

Family Tree the Novel: Family Tree

Authored by Andrea N Carr
Foreword by Melissa J Moores

Often as human beings we find ourselves on the outside looking in on a given situation: a friend’s problems with work, the death of a distant relative, even watching police rush to a major car accident. However, one of the most difficult aspects of humanity is being able to look within ourselves and be honest about what we see there.

The Trees Outside is an introspective look at those forces affecting the character Angel Harper, from Andrea N. Carr’s debut novel Family Tree the Novel: Family Tree. Here, she not only helps readers look introspectively at Angel’s life through her poetry and previously edited material, but she reveals the naked truth about her writing as a medium for self-expression.

This is a must read for all followers old and new of Family Tree the Novel. Miss Carr bears her soul and that of Angel’s in a truly enlightening short work. ~ M.J. Moores, OCT

Publication Date:
Jan 18 2016
ISBN/EAN13:
1523242604 / 9781523242603
Page Count:
24
Related Categories:
Literary Collections / American / African American

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I was sitting next to a fountain in a mall with my sister. Tired of shopping, her taste is dreadful. She thinks I spend too much while I believe she could raise the bar. Never be cheap with clothes and food. What goes on and in your body spare no expense.

We were raised in the same house, how did she miss getting that. Mom said it all the time whenever, I shopped with her. She made it a point to shop and tell me about thread counts and the difference between good linen and a cheaper one.
I didn’t want her to go, because of it.

“You have expensive taste.” She used to say.  I did but, mom made sure I knew why. I think it is odd my eldest sister,  doesn’t have a clue. Only seeing price tags and bargains, I can hardly take it.

“We didn’t have any money when I was born.” My sister said. Our mom was only 16., when she was born. I guess she was right. Never really thought about our experience being a different one. We all said she was strict.

They have sales in Neiman Marcus you know. As she dragged me by the hand into May Company’s basement. There is a reason this stuff is in the basement, I thought. I went with her anyway begrudgingly. “Let me pick you an outfit.”

I got started looking around for something that I liked and found myself out of the basement. By the time I returned she was checking out. I laid my finds on a table and gave compliments to her selections. My picks were no better than her choices anyway.

We decided to eat lunch by the fountain. I got lost in the sound of it. While my sister babble about the menu prices. “I will treat.” And I did.

We stopped at our mom’s house on the way back to my sister’s first. I asked her why didn’t you teach her how to shop. You tortured me every time we went. Mom said, “I didn’t know any better then.”