When Luke Russet was eight years old, his father, American television journalist Tim Russert, took him to a Baltimore Orioles baseball game. As they made their way to their seats, they momentarily lost each other in the crowd. When the older Russert looked back and saw his son, he ran back to him and told him:
“Buddy, if we’re ever separated, just look for me there,” he said, pointing at a hot dog stand with a big, memorable Oriole bird logo. He pauses and looks me up and down. “But we won’t ever be separated.”
When the older Russert died of a sudden heart attack in 2008, the memory of that day would come back to his son. Luke Russert would go on to work at NBC for eight years, but when the thought of his dad got to be too much, he walked away from the job. He traveled the world looking for his father and reflects on that search in his 2023 memoir, Look For Me There: Grieving My Father, Finding Myself.

I’ll be here
As a father, I can relate to setting up a meeting spot. My kids are all in their twenties but I still have had my moments waking up in a cold sweat fearing I’ve lost one of them in a large crowd. When my kids were young and we went to a sports arena, movie theater, or some place where I was alone with them and I couldn’t follow them into the rest room or some other place, we’d set up a meeting spot.
Like Russert, we would choose random places, the open area right outside a restroom, a seating area with their favorite number, any place close by but within arms reach. Before I sent them into the restroom alone and I would tell them, “Look for me, l’ll be here.”

Look for me
My kids are past the age where they need to look for me to protect them. They’re grown adults now, but I’ve been thinking about places where they might find me in the future as we both age and move on with our lives. Here’s a few of the places I would tell them to look for me going forward:
- Find my Laptop. I’m a writer first and foremost. I’d tell them to find my laptop. Find my laptop and you’ll eventually find me. The same way I need air to breathe, I need to write to be myself. Find my laptop and you’ll find me.
- Find the nearest trail.
- Find the nearest bookstore. I’ll be the one in the dark corner, figuring out how many books I can buy and add to my ever-increasing pile.
- Find the mountains and the ocean. I need to be a few hours away from the mountains and the ocean. I need the calm that only God and nature can provide.
- Find the humor. Life is hard. There are too many doctor’s appointments where we’re waiting for the latest test results or surprise company announcements and the job that you’ve been giving your life has up and been pulled out from underneath you. For all those reasons, I find that I’m often drawn to the humor and good deeds in life. Wherever you’ll find humor and a laugh, you’ll find me.
- Find the kindness. I’ve always been drawn to the kindness of strangers.
Where will your loved ones find you?
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Wonderful post, Brian.
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Oh, thank you Jennie. It’s an interesting book. Got me thinking about places that matter to me.
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You’re welcome!
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Oh, great post. Love your writing ✍ ❤ 💕
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Oh thank you for the kind feedback. The book just automatically got me thinking about places that matter to me. Like I wrote, I was worried a bit about being too hokey, but it was fun to reflect and see where the piece took me. Thanks for stopping by.
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A terrific post…you have created a permanent space in your children’s lives, whether you are physically with them or not at any moment – you are always with them
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I worried this one might be too schmaltzy, too over dramatic. I know it walked a fine line. I’m glad my intent got through. Thanks for reading.
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It’s the title of your blog – real human emotion and today is the day we all share that! Cheers!
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Thank you!!!! 🙂
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This is so sweet, Brian! 💕
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Just my first thoughts when I read the intro to Russert’s book. Made me think of various places that were special between my kids and me.
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Oh my…this one got me all teary and welled-up. I remember reading this story – about Tim Russert’s sudden passing and his son, Luke, writing about it. Not too long before my dad died, we sat in his hot tub/spa and he said, looking up at the moonlit, starlit sky, “You’ll always find me there.” Such a comfort after he passed away, remembering he’s both near (in my heart) and present in the heavens. 💕
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Awww, that’s a special memory with your dad, Vicki! Keep it close. You might like Russert’s book, it’s his search for his dad. I’m sure some things you could relate to. 🙂
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Thanks for the recommendation! 🥰
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Oh, it’s definitely one-sided, you’ve filled my to-read list. I’m not sure I’ve returned the favor much. Ha, ha.
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LOL! No score keeping! 😜
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Brian, I love the concept of providing loved ones a place, or places, they can always count on to find you if ever separated…whether it be in this life or the next.
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Yes, I’m joking but when we pass a cemetery I always joke that you won’t find me there when I die a.) because they won’t let me in, they’ll kick me out, b) because I’ll be other places that are special to us. She laughs, but I think she’s tired of my joke. Ha, ha.
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Not too schmaltzy at all. And you’ll probably find me in the kitchen or at the computer, or outside feeding the birds and the squirrels, or in the recliner reading from my Kindle. Have a great day, Brian.
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All great places. That’s what I liked about this, finding places that matter to me and to them! Have a great week. Thanks for stopping by.
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Yes, a great idea for a post.
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Thoughtful post. It’s good to consider where loved ones can find you and where you can find yourself should you ever feel lost.
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Oh, I get lost all the time. Hence the reasons why I could think of the places to find me so quickly. Ha, ha.
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Find my laptop and they’ll find me. I enjoy all your locations including mountains, ocean, humor and kindness.
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It was fun to think through some of the places. When we finally do retire, it will be near the mountains or the beach. I need the calmness that they both offer. They keep the swirl of life to a minimum.
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I am a huge beach fan as you must have figured out. I look forward to our vacations every summer. But the beaches in California are not affordable. We thought we found the solution with Puerto Penasco in Mexico. But now I’m worried about cartels and crime.
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Yea, cost is a huge factor and I still have a few years to figure it out, but it’s that way on the East Coast too. Very pricey. There’s something about water about reminding me what’s important. Need to find a way to make it happen.
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We have rented for a month at the beach since our son was one year’s old. It’s my favorite time of year. The first time we went to Puerto Penasco we looked at real estate and found a guard-gated community with 50 homes around 3,000 square feet each. They were literally on the sand and lots were $100,000 and homes were around $300,000 to $400,000. Although if we do it, I think I’d like a condo at a resort, where we normally stay.
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The prices are crazy. Thousands up to millions for nothing. Yea, maybe my kids should look for me in an old cabin in the mountains. Ha, ha.
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We had an RV for a short period of time. Since we didn’t like to drive it, we kept it in the mountains on Big Bear Lake and would drive our car up there for weekends. I found it so relaxing.
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I was also going to say the prices in Mexico $300,000 for a beach house as opposed to $10,000,000 in Laguna Beach.
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That’s crazy, but you’ve scared me about traveling in Mexico. I would be a mess.
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I went from “we can finally afford a beach house” to “I never want to go back,” pretty fast.
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This is such a powerful question Brian. You have me looking around the yard for my parents who loved to garden, to plant, and enjoy the birds. I think my kids will find me propped up in bed with a huge pillow behind my back, computer on my lap, and coffee at my side. They will probably be able to sense me in that space long after I am gone. I also love nature, humor and kindness. Beautiful post. Hugs, C
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Oh, that’s beautiful Cheryl! Love that you know where to look for your parents. The question just came to me. A fun one to consider!
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What an incredibly touching post, Brian! I love this map you’ve created to all the things important to you. The fact that you know where those places are for you is part of your secret to being authentic. You made my day with this post. Thank you!
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I try to be authentic. A big fear of mine is that my posts sometimes give the impression that I have my life together. Far from it!!! If I were to list my places a few years ago when the kids were young, it would be a different list: the car (picking up one of them), my cube at work (ugh), the coffee kiosk (trying to keep my sanity). Ha ha. I’m glad to hear the piece made your day Wynne! That’s awesome!!!!😎
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Oh this post really moved me and hit the warm and fuzzy spot this very early morning, Brian. No matter how old we get, our parents are our parents. The physical meetup spots might not be there but emotionally, we look for them from time to time! And thinking about it on the flip side, with our kids looking for us when we’re older one day feels very melancholic to me too!
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Yes, it’s a happy and sad kind of thought. It’s definitely stood out for me as we’ve become empty nesters. When the kids were younger, I didn’t have time to think about it as much!!!
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love the trail left behind of an adventurous and prolific writer Brian💕 I’m sure your kids already know.. 😹❤️
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They may be trying to lose me instead of find me. Ha ha, just kidding.
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What a lovely post, Brian. Reminds me of a time at the beach (the three sisters, three husbands and eight kids). We would watch them play by the water and told them to aim for our parasol when they returned, just in case we lost sight of them. My youngest, aimed for the wrong parasol. My poor husband went walking along one end of the beach, and me another. This was before we had cell phones, by the time hubs got back (45 minutes) he was in such a state. We had found him, balling his eyes out, by the lifeguard station.
Where would I tell my kids to look for me? Good question. I shall have to ponder this!
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Oh wow, what a story Dale. My brother had a story just like that. It’s an interesting question to ponder.
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That brat of mine gave us a scare more than once. We were at a zoo and the little bugger slipped a fast one on us; came out of the bathroom all proud of himself for going alone. Took everything in me not to throw him to the lions (right beside the toilets)!!
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Our youngest liked to hide in the clothes rack when we went to a department store …. Talk about scaring the bejesus out of you. Of course, he came out running and laughing. He forgets that I have a long memory. I’m getting the last laugh. He’s hoping I’ll pick him up for spring break … psych! Find your own way home buddy. Ha ha ha!
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So many kids have done that! Plus, maybe one day you will be a grandpa and then be able to torment him with his kids! Yeah right… as if you won’t
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Yes, you’re right, I’ll be picking him up! But it is tempting, Ha ha.
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I hear you loud and clear!
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Great post Brian!
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Thanks Belladonna, interesting to think about places that matter to me and they would know!!! A fun story to write.
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The theater and the botanic garden…
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Beautiful choices La!
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Gosh I loved this post! I relate with “Find my laptop and you’ll eventually find me. The same way I need air to breathe, I need to write to be myself. Find my laptop and you’ll find me.” But I’m also contemplating the other places I can be found, which is actually not an altogether pleasant exercise (i.e., in front of the television, if I’m hones). Thanks for this post.
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Oh thanks Karla! Yes, if I was completely honest, I probably would need to add the sofa in front of the TV too. But, I’d like to think my loved ones will give me a break on that one. At least, I hope so. Ha ha ha.
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This is beautiful Brian.
Where can you find Mimi?
…Find my music speakers, I take it everywhere
…Find laughter, I love to laugh.
…and like you, find kindness… you will see me there
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Oh, that’s a pretty good list Mimi. I love it. Music, laughter, kindness, can’t get better than that.
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Thank you Brian. Can’t get better… I agree 💯
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