Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
My wife has to think that I'm crazy. Last Friday, all I talked about was getting up early the next day and working in our yard. I had big plans to mow the yard and trim some bushes. I even made plans to clean out and rearrange our garage. I was going to get up... Continue Reading →
I stalk around my room, like a mad scientist, talking and grunting to myself in a gibberish that's hard for anyone else to understand. I'm surrounded by a lab full of beakers and various half-started projects. When I sit down at my laptop, I type out two or three sentences, read what I've written and... Continue Reading →
We come out of turn three and I race to the inside, slipping in between car #51 and #9. I imagine the anger that the driver of car #51 must be spewing towards me. I expect that he's raising his fist in fury at me. We've been trading spots all night, racing around the track... Continue Reading →
The things you think about at 3 o’clock in the morning and can’t sleep. I was sick recently and thought I would fall asleep with no problems. In reality, I slept for an hour and was up the rest of the stinkin' night, going back and forth with a make-shift conversation in my head. Oh,... Continue Reading →
Last April, I noticed several other bloggers, including Kari from A Grace Full of Life, write about a few of their favorite things — 100 of them to be exact — and decided to come up with my own list. I had such a good time the first time, I figured it'd be fun to... Continue Reading →
If you had one more day with a friend, how would you spend it? Go on a road trip? Stop in at the local coffee shop and catch-up on the latest news? Go to a game or shopping together? Business Icon and Berkshire Hathaway Chairman & CEO Warren Buffet knows what he would do. At... Continue Reading →
(A version of this short story first ran in July 2016.) I had a friend in college who had something like this happen to him in junior high school. I guess it didn't work out too badly for him: He ended up marrying the girl. My short story has its share of sentimental fluff, but... Continue Reading →
I looked over at my father, pale and eyes closed on his bed, in the Intensive Care Unit in the local hospital. He had an oxygen mask up to his face and tubes running from his chest and arms to various machines beside him. I stared a long time at him before looking up at... Continue Reading →
The world can be a dark and crazy place. I shake my fist in anger. And then I remember to take a step back and take stock. I replace the frustration with peace and calm and start to see that the world has a lot of good too. With clearer eyes, I amazed to find... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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