Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
My three kids have "big people" problems. --Dad, I’m going to need a car to get around for my summer internship, what should I do? --Dad, which meal plan should I choose for college? I’m thinking about Meal Plan #3, but it costs $800 more than the other two. What do you think? --Dad, I’m... Continue Reading →
Parenting has its challenges. Whether you stay home with your kids or work all day and have to pick them up and race somewhere, your job is never complete. There's always something to do (um, what are we having for dinner?) and you're often left feeling like you're working without a net. But once in... Continue Reading →
In 1981, wealthy businessman Eugene Lang was asked back to his old elementary school, PS 121 in Harlem to address the graduating sixth grade class. They would be soon going off to middle school and hopefully high school. He planned to tell the kids to study and work hard—all the usual stuff. However, on the... Continue Reading →
I’m quitting my job. Yup, it’s official, I’m quitting. You’re the first to know. I haven’t told anyone else, not my wife, my boss, coworkers, no one. I’m sure my wife will be shocked, maybe even a little worried, but when she hears my plan, she’ll love it. I’m quitting and moving to Florida.... Continue Reading →
The restaurant has been picked, check. The dinner reservation has been set, check. Next I need to select the five people I’d like to invite to dinner. You know the drill, you’ve probably heard the parlor game: Name the five people, living or dead, who you’d invite to dinner. The possibilities are endless. I could... Continue Reading →
I run five days a week and regularly work-out in the gym. I try to pass up the fatty sugars and eat healthy. (Ice cream is my downfall.) I even try to maintain work-life stress balance. In the end, however, I will die. So will you. We all will. An eternal truth I know that’s... Continue Reading →
When our daughter was young and regularly wore pink, she would sit at our dining room table, feet not even big enough to touch the ground, and I would sit at my make-believe throne. I would harangue my daughter to eat her breakfast, go to school, do her homework, clean her room, etc., etc. I would... Continue Reading →
The water slaps gently against the shore. I take a deep breath and draw-in the cool breeze blowing across my face, the warm sand on my feet, and the squawk of the seagulls overhead foraging the beach for food. The stress that has built up in my chest over two months of starting work at the crack of dawn and... Continue Reading →
Let me set the scene. The thirteen colonies have fought a long hard battle. But now their tenuous new government, strung together by a weak Articles of Confederation, is in danger of breaking apart. Alexander Hamilton comes up with the idea of writing a series of essays, which he calls The Federalist Papers, urging for... Continue Reading →
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