Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I’m not sure what put me over the edge. My first thought was two sad stories I saw on my local news on a terminally ill teenager and a woman fighting breast cancer. It could have been the realization that my children are getting older. They’re no longer little kids, running around the house. In a few... Continue Reading →
Like most people, when I think about Thanksgiving, a million thoughts jump to mind: perhaps, a morning Turkey Trot 5k; the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade; football on the TV in the background for much of the day; and I can't leave out, mouthwatering turkey, stuffing, and mashed potatoes. Someone else may point to cranberry sauce, green... Continue Reading →
I remember the night like it was yesterday. I tossed and turned. My mind raced with questions and outcomes — some good, some bad. I turned on some music to help me fall asleep, but nothing really seemed to work. I was worried. I had spent the day in a series of panel interviews. I... Continue Reading →
When I briefly turned off social media last week and put others first, an amazing thing happened. I was driving on a congested road near my house on Friday. My mind was on a million things from the recent election to the protests in the streets when the radio DJ put on the National Anthem in... Continue Reading →
The husband and wife couldn’t have been more grateful. The woman asked if we wanted something to drink or eat. I told her that I was fine and got right to work. A large group of coworkers and I were helping out a local organization that helps senior citizens with basic chores to help keep... Continue Reading →
My youngest son stormed into the house angry and ran up the stairs to his room. My wife came in a minute later and had a pained look on her face. My son, who recently turned 12, was frustrated that he had to go his one-evening-a-week religious education class. He would have rather spent the evening... Continue Reading →
From the ashes of frustration and pain come success. I write about my son's hard work to overcome a significant challenge and reach his goals. When my oldest son was a young boy in the second-grade, I would sit with him on his bed and help him read whatever book he brought home from school.... Continue Reading →
There’s no way around it: People can be downright horrible. I feel like all that I've heard lately are stories about the terrible things that we do to each other supposedly in the name of love and friendship. I’m not talking about war or terrorism. I’m referring to the run of the mill things that... Continue Reading →
My son went about his normal routine. He got a quick shower and got dressed without a care in the world, like it was just a regular school day. I stubbed my toe and felt on edge. My son made himself some coffee and grabbed a bagel for breakfast. When he had eaten the bagel... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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