Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I love my iPhone. I wouldn’t say that it’s attached to me at the hip, but I definitely rely on it for a multitude of tasks that I never would’ve guessed just a couple of years ago. In particular, I love that it’s turned me, a one-time technophobe fearful of all new apps and social... Continue Reading →
I’m jealous of the millennial generation. I’m not jealous of their thirst for technology, freedom, or age. Oh it would be fun to be 21, 25 or 30 for a day, to take another spin or two around the clock, but I’m comfortable in my own skin, approaching middle age. With more than 92 million... Continue Reading →
The long tree branches block out the sun’s hot rays — and on this day when the mid-day temperature hits the mid-90s, it is most certainly hot — but I’m most appreciative of the gentle breeze that runs through the woods. I tread carefully through the wooded area, moving from tree to tree, watching where... Continue Reading →
The woman looked like she had just come from a weekend at the spa. If not straight from the lap of luxury, then she looked like she certainly came from the dressing room of Georgio Armani, Saks Fifth Avenue, or Nieman Marcus. Everything about her gleamed and sparkled, from the bangles around her wrist to... Continue Reading →
In the Bible, God comes to King Solomon in a dream and offers him whatever he wants. The mind explodes with possibilities: wealth, jewels, power, fame, and status all come quickly to mind. If in Solomon’s position, knowing me, I’d probably snicker or take on the "doubting Thomas" role, suggesting that God's offer had to... Continue Reading →
We jostled each other in line to go back into school from our morning recess. The bell always seemed to ring too soon. I’m not sure who started it, but everyone started chiming in with an opinion on their favorite superhero. One kid cried out Superman. Another yelled Batman. When together, comic book publisher DC... Continue Reading →
I should be better at this. My son is attending a science camp geared for middle school students at a local college this week and has come home with stories about the experiments the class has performed each day and some of the antics of the other kids. I’ve been encouraged by the experiments, not... Continue Reading →
I look him over coldly, head to toe. I pay close attention to the little beads of sweat forming on his brow and the twitch of his hands. He does the same to me. We’re both trying to read each other, to get a sense of the other guy. We’re two cold-hearted gunslingers from the... Continue Reading →
When she sees us pull up in our car, she gets on her hind legs and claws at the screen door like she hasn’t seen us in years. She’s absolutely giddy with excitement. I worry that she’s going to slice a hole in the screen, or worse, hurt herself. When the door finally opens, she... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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