Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
My wife had Christmas songs playing on the stereo. I'm sure Michael Bublé was somewhere on the playlist. Insert face palm here. How can I compete with that? Yes, I'm straying from my story. In any event, the Thanksgiving turkey was fresh from the oven and the house was full of robust smells. The table... Continue Reading →
Here’s your invite. Mark it down now. My wife wants to renew our vows next fall when we celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary. She wants to throw a party. She wants to have our friends over and have a few drinks, dance a little, (sorry we prefer the slower stuff to today’s dance music), and celebrate.... Continue Reading →
There’s so much bad news right now. Russia threatens to use its nuclear arsenal to hold on to its slipping territorial gains in Ukraine. A landslide in Venezuela has killed at least 25 people with another 50 missing. Economists continue to worry about inflation and if you listen closely, they even talk in hushed tones... Continue Reading →
To the person who hit my wife’s car: I must admit that we almost missed the damage. Oh, you stinker! Yup, you got us, you surprised us. It took a day or two for us to see where you sideswiped the rear passenger side of our car and drove away without exchanging insurance information, without... Continue Reading →
The little girl ran ahead of her mom in the airport, trying to catch up to her dad. She couldn’t have been older than three or four. When she ran, she kept looking all around her, amazed by the rush of people, the bright sun shining in from the high windows, and the restaurants and... Continue Reading →
As writer, you work hard to take the reader on a journey, to think and to touch them in ways they'd never imagine. You spend a tremendous amount of time alone in your thoughts, thinking about what you want to say, and then when you have it, you spend the rest of your time figuring... Continue Reading →
The doctor walked into the small office and sat down at his desk. I tried to read his thoughts, but he gave nothing away. He returned my stare with a blank one of his own. My wife and I were both in our early 30s and she was pregnant with our second child. The doctor... Continue Reading →
My breathing was off. I couldn’t get it under control. My running gait seemed off too. The irritation on my foot that had started out as an annoyance was now a raging blister that made a squishing sound every time I stepped. I was running my first marathon. If I was honest with myself though,... Continue Reading →
I won’t see my kids this Father’s Day. My two oldest are in California and Washington, D.C. My youngest has been away at the beach this past week and will be just getting home on Sunday, but I’m pretty sure he’ll be wiped out from his week away and am not counting on seeing much... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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