Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I was looking online the other day for a new pair of shorts for the summer. I’ve lost some weight and need a new pair. When the kids were young, I went with the traditional dad shorts, you know the kind, the khaki-colored shorts with a roomy fit and lots of pockets, the more pockets... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, we lived on a rural country road. We got a few trucks and lots of Amish horse and buggies traveling by, but we didn't get a lot of ice cream trucks driving our way. So, when my wife and I first moved into our house, I was like a little... Continue Reading →
When I was younger, I was wound pretty tight, struggling to keep all the bouncing balls at work and home from falling. There were times when I managed it well and, then other times, not so well. I like to think that I've changed. For example, three years ago, our youngest son was driving with... Continue Reading →
A few years ago, I would occasionally run Mystery of Life questions about everyday things that made me pause and think about life’s ups and downs. It's been a while, but feels like no time like the present, to bring it back. My questions today aren't really Mystery of Life questions, but they still represent... Continue Reading →
My back has been spasming a bit lately and I thought about one of the first times I went to see the doctor for back pain. Seventeen years ago, I sat in front of my doctor at the time and tried to sit up, but the pain made it challenging. The doctor asked how I... Continue Reading →
Earlier this month, my wife was having surgery on her wrist and hand. The surgery was in an outpatient surgical center and was going to take two to three hours. I eyed up the waiting room closely and sat far away from the the large-screen television stuck on some home improvement show and the other... Continue Reading →
Everyone wants to be the hero. Everyone wants to be James Bond, saving the world from impending doom. I get that, but I’ve always wanted something else. I've never been greedy. I don't need to be the hero, I just want his or her toys. The hero ― at least the ones in books and... Continue Reading →
I've always loved Mark Twain's down-home, folksy advice. "It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog." "The secret of getting ahead is getting started." "When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained." "It is better to keep your... Continue Reading →
I have memories of my kids coming to me when they were young and needing daddy to scare away the monsters underneath their beds. I have memories of giving them some dad wisdom about which course to take in college or how to handle a tough boss. I even have funny stories of getting on... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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