Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
Like most people, I get a flurry of bills in the mail each day. My car’s gas gauge seems eternally stuck on E - empty. I need to go grocery shopping in the worst way. You look in our refrigerator and you see a bunch of condiments, some eggs and a lonely beer or two.... Continue Reading →
I looked like a real-life pirate. I just needed a wooden peg leg and I would’ve looked like the real thing. Without the leg, I still looked pretty darn good. I had a black eye patch and a beard that covered much of my face, but that wasn’t all. I wore an old wig that... Continue Reading →
My 14-year-old son yawned and rolled his eyes. He was getting tired of being lectured. I was getting tired having to remind him to clean up his room, take out the trash and help with family chores. I saw a losing battle and stormed away mad. I walked up the stairs to my bedroom, grumbling... Continue Reading →
I tripped on some ice in the dimly-lit parking lot. I came close to falling over, but caught myself. I looked around to see if anyone noticed, but then I remembered that most people — okay, most sane people — were still cuddled up in a warm bed next to Fido or their significant other.... Continue Reading →
I heard a loud crash. I thought at first that I had heard thunder clapping outside to go with the drenching rain, but I quickly figured out that a young alter server had accidentally kicked over a row of folded chairs. My fiancé and I were getting married. We had hoped for a bright, crisp... Continue Reading →
My throat is dry and coarse. My stomach feels like I’ve been sitting on a boat for the past two hours, it wobbles and rolls with the sway of a make-believe ocean. I feel sick. It’s been coming on now for a few days and it’s starting to catch up with me. I’m trying to... Continue Reading →
I stumbled and fell in the dirt. I had muck and mud dripping from me head to toe. I quickly stood up, dusted myself off, and tried to act like nothing had happened. Hello, I had wet mud splashed across my shirt and pants. Okay, it wasn’t a literal fall, but I had still made... Continue Reading →
I looked around the dimly lit auditorium and noted the thick cushioned seats, large stage curtain, and cement walls. I sat in an auditorium just like this one more than thirty years ago at my high school baccalaureate service. Like then, I was scrunched up close to the person next to me in the muggy... Continue Reading →
I rolled down my window and let the afternoon sun and wind whip through the car. My day had started miserable and now out of the blue it had turned for the better. As soon as I left my house in the morning, I spilled coffee on my shirt and I groaned as my phone... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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