Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
My wife and I were exhausted. We had a busy week and were enjoying a quiet weekend, so we decided to take a short nap. When we woke a short while later, I couldn’t get The Hollies and their 1969 song “He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother” out of my head. A song with meaning... Continue Reading →
I walked away with tears streaming down my face. I couldn’t have been more thant six or seven years old. I turned around to try my case before the judge and jury one more time, but my mom had enough of my shenanigans and simply pointed to my room She was sending me there to... Continue Reading →
The little girl ran ahead of her mom in the airport, trying to catch up to her dad. She couldn’t have been older than three or four. When she ran, she kept looking all around her, amazed by the rush of people, the bright sun shining in from the high windows, and the restaurants and... Continue Reading →
The old man in the New York Yankees baseball hat goes for a walk every day at the same time. He leaves his house a little after 8 in the morning, walks for about 30 minutes and finishes up in front of the small café where he grabs a coffee and a bagel. When he’s... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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