Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
My wife and I have much in common. We like to take long road trips. We like similar music. We both like a range of singers and groups from U2 to Tim McGraw, Classical to Broadway, harder edged alternative to even metal. And we both like to read for enjoyment, her, mystery and crime novels,... Continue Reading →
We drove home in silence. My wife didn’t say anything. I didn’t say anything. We were stuck in rush hour traffic and I searched for the right words to break the silence, but they never came. We had seen the umpteenth doctor and we still had no real answers. We had sought answers. We left... Continue Reading →
The speaker droned on. His presentation lacked any real substance, I was already tired from staying up late the night before to take care of a work-related fire, and I was eyeing up the “X” button on screen to click out of the training. And then he said something that caught my attention. “You should... Continue Reading →
I like to go back and read the 25-page report. It’s written in a medical, matter of fact tone. Large sections of the report are highlighted and my wife has written comments in pencil on several of the report pages. I read it over-and-over again and I remember the intense fear and worry we shared.... Continue Reading →
I like to play Chess with my son. I’m a novice and he’s a much better player than me, but I still like to play him. I like the ebb and flow of the game and how you need to be thinking two or three moves in advance. I find too that it’s a great... Continue Reading →
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 →
When I think of Mother’s Day, I think of another day, a lifetime ago, when my mother picked me up from college and took me out for dinner. It was a Friday. I remember being tired from staying up late the night before to finish a 10-page paper and study for a test. I walked... Continue Reading →
When I was in the seventh grade, I should have asked the girl in my English class to our school dance. When I was in college, I should have been more persistent and found a way to pay for the cost of a semester studying in Manchester, England. In my mid-twenties, I should have stood up... Continue Reading →
A couple of weeks ago, Philadelphia Phillies pitcher Edubray Ramos threw a 96 mile fastball over the back of the head of New York Mets second baseman Asdrubal Cabrera. The two glared at each other, tempers on both teams temporarily flared, and the Phillies manager got ejected, but the game soon continued. The Phillies would go... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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