Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I pull up the video of broadcaster Al Michaels' iconic description of the final seconds of the U.S. hockey team's 4-3 upset over the Soviet Union in the 1980 Winter Olympics. I hear his "Do you believe in miracles? Yes!” and time seems to momentarily stop and start to go in reverse direction. At first, it starts... Continue Reading →
I'm old school. When I hear someone talk about lavish lifestyles, I don't think of billionaires Elon Musk or Mark Zuckerberg. I don't even consider Jeff Bezos with all his Amazon shares. Oh their wealth inequality and behavior come across as unseemly to me. For example, an Amazon worker in a $15 an hour minimum... Continue Reading →
I have no dog in this fight. The New England Patriots will take on the Seattle Seahawks in Super Bowl LX on Sunday. With all the hoopla this week about the game, I've been thinking about all the different Super Bowls that have taken place over the years. In the words of the old ABC... Continue Reading →
The woman looked upset. I tried to cheer her up. While I went about my job, I commented on how the flurries outside and the Christmas song on the loudspeaker made me feel festive. She wasn't buying it. She kept her stone face. Before leaving though she thanked me for trying to bring a little... Continue Reading →
For better or worse, I'm back. I had a busy two week break. Here's what I learned (or was reminded) on my blogging vacation. --Life goes on. Good or bad, it goes on. You can’t stop time. --Life is simple. We make it complicated. Or is this just me? --Your worth isn't your output. You... Continue Reading →
On Thanksgiving Day, CBS Announcer Jim Nantz described how Kansas City Chiefs Quarterback Patrick Mahomes ran to the outside to avoid getting sacked by a chasing Dallas Cowboys defender. At the last minute, Mahomes threw the ball incomplete to one of his receivers. Nantz described how Mahomes waited as long as possible for his receiver... Continue Reading →
My mom lied. My dad too. When I was a kid, I asked my mom one time for a second bowl of ice cream. For some reason, the memory sticks out in my head. I remember she ruffled my hair and turned me down. It was a hard no, the kind of no that told... Continue Reading →
(I first ran this piece in November 2016. Volunteering never goes out of style.) The husband and wife couldn’t have been more grateful. The woman asked if we wanted something to drink or eat. I told her that I was fine and got right to work. A large group of coworkers and I were helping... Continue Reading →
I want to stay warm. I want to keep sitting at my desk. My heart isn't into it. Gray skies have moved in, the wind has picked up, and the temperature has dipped over the past hour. My heart questions, "Do we have to do this? Is now really the best time?" My brain tells... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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