Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
My wife gave me the dreaded “It’s not you, it’s me” speech last weekend. I couldn’t believe her timing. We were traveling 75 mph on Route 95, the main north-south Interstate Highway, outside of Washington, DC, a flurry of cars, SUVs, and big rigs on either side of us, and out of the blue she... Continue Reading →
The delicate China teacups and saucers that we got as young newlyweds have been pushed to the dark recesses of our kitchen cabinet. The bright pastel coffee cups that my wife bought three years ago because she was tired of us living like a couple of poor 20-somethings have been pushed to the back too.... Continue Reading →
It's late February 1989. Supreme Leader of Iran Ayatollah Khomeini places a $3 million bounty on the head of The Satanic Verses author Salman Rushdie. President George H. Bush attends the funeral of Japanese Emperor Hirohito, before meeting with China's Deng Xiaoping and South Korea's Roh Tae-woo. The Dallas Cowboys fire coach Tom Landry after... Continue Reading →
To the person who hit my wife’s car: I must admit that we almost missed the damage. Oh, you stinker! Yup, you got us, you surprised us. It took a day or two for us to see where you sideswiped the rear passenger side of our car and drove away without exchanging insurance information, without... Continue Reading →
After ten days of public mourning, Queen Elizabeth II was taken to Westminster Abbey — where she was crowned in 1953 — and then laid to rest on Monday. I’ve written in the past that I’m not big follower of the British Royals, but that doesn’t mean I don’t find the family dynamics fascinating. Here’s... Continue Reading →
When I was a young boy, my mother would let me play at a friend's house. We’d play with her brother’s Matchbox cars, or I’d cart my Lincoln Logs and we’d build a fort. We would be allowed to play uninterrupted for hours as long as we didn’t bother her mother in the middle of... Continue Reading →
My wife and I are looking for a new mattress. Ours has seen better days. The mattress slumps in the middle and squishes on the sides. You can forget about getting a good night’s sleep. We wake up feeling worse than when we went to bed. The only one who actually enjoys sleeping on our... Continue Reading →
I felt like such a fool. My wife had given birth to our second child. We were a few months into our new life as a family of four. We thought we knew what to expect, but we both were falling into bed at the end of the night exhausted and on our last legs.... Continue Reading →
We’d walk into class and sit down next to our friends. I’d try to sit next to Darren or Steve. If they weren’t in my class, maybe Robbie or Dana from the school bus. We were crazy elementary school kids, full of first day jitters. If you didn’t have any friends in the same class,... Continue Reading →
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