Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I felt like I was cheating. I felt like I should be wearing a large scarlet letter A on my chest for "Adulterer." At the same time, though, I could help but ask myself out loud, "was it really cheating?" Nah, I tried to convince myself as I reached over and gave her another rub.... Continue Reading →
It's that time of year again. Valentine's Day comes on Tuesday. It will be here before you know it. Valentine's has so many different meanings. For some, it's a burden, a reminder of what's lost or never was. For others, it's a commercially-created must-do, a check-box of sorts: "Gotta get the heart-shaped chocolates and a... Continue Reading →
Nittany, our 13-year-old Lhasa Apso – Bichon Frise, whines. I try to calm her by rubbing her ears, but she returns my love with her big questioning eyes that ask why I’m not letting her down onto the floor. She wants to know who is at the door. When we have a delivery from Amazon... Continue Reading →
I’ve cut people off on the highway. I’ve told a white lie or two. When I was in college, I didn't return the $10 the convenience store cashier handed me thinking it was a dollar bill. When my day comes and I get sent to the Pearly gates and Saint Peter asks me why he... Continue Reading →
Two years ago, my youngest son was hanging out with a couple of his friends and called us on his cellphone to let us know that he was driving on a busy road near our home, and got hit by another car. When he came home, he was apologetic about the scratch on the car. ... Continue Reading →
Nittany, our Lhasa Apso - Bichon Frise dog, broke our agreement. We had shaken hands and paws and everything. How did she reward me? She ripped up the contract and laughed in my face. Here's how it happened. Nittany was laying on the bed in my office. It's really just a spare room, but I... Continue Reading →
Every day, our family dog comes into my office. I call it my office, but it's an extra bedroom where we've set up a desk and my large-screen monitors and I'm able to work remotely in relative peace and quiet. I like to think that Nittany, our 13-year-old Lhasa Apso – Bichon Frise, comes in... Continue Reading →
My mother grew up Amish but left the church when she was a young woman. My mom may have chosen a different direction for her life, but she still loved her parents and when she got married and had kids, she would occasionally take my brothers and me to visit them. Pexels Image My grandparents... Continue Reading →
My wife and I were exhausted. We had a busy week and were enjoying a quiet weekend, so we decided to take a short nap. When we woke a short while later, I couldn’t get The Hollies and their 1969 song “He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother” out of my head. A song with meaning... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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