Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
As a reader and writer, I love the power of strong, commanding words. Several weeks ago my priest read from John 14: “I have told you this while I am with you. The Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, will teach you everything and remind you of all that I told you.... Continue Reading →
I was "depressed." I couldn’t seem to break the downward swing I seemed to be on. I was upset over nothing and everything: the test I thought I had failed; the close friends I didn’t seem to have; my brothers, who I missed and were off at college; the trouble I seemed to get into... Continue Reading →
On this Mother’s Day Weekend, I think of all the things my mother gave me and gave up for me. I’ll never be able to thank her completely for everything she did for me. I share the blog I wrote about my mom a few a months ago. My hope is that my blog, An Amish... Continue Reading →
You drop your pride and joy off at college. You pull into your daughter’s new dorm full of nerves and excitement. You’re not sure what to feel, but you don’t have time to focus. The squad of resident assistants and greeters is on top of you in minutes to help unload your SUV brimming with... Continue Reading →
A number of years ago, I wrote a feature story on some of the financial challenges that a small Northern Virginia homeless shelter and food bank faced staying open. I got to thinking about the shelter recently and two people I met when I visited. The exchange between the two spoke volumes about them . .... Continue Reading →
I learned a valuable lesson on aging this week. We ran into two elderly women that we know well. They’ve both lived long productive lives, well into their seventh and eighth decades. They have also faced their share of ups and downs, highs and lows, births and deaths and everything else in between. The first women told my wife... Continue Reading →
In my December 2015 blog, Taking a walk in Mary's footsteps, I posted some thoughts on what Mary might have been thinking about as she gave birth to Jesus. I continue the story by offering a glimpse of how I imagine Mary suffered, seeing her now-grown son crucified on the cross, and how she came to her faith in... Continue Reading →
I’m holding onto the shoulder harness above my head with my right hand like my life depended on it. I’m fretting over every slight move of the car; how close we are to the middle of the road; how close we are to the edge of the road; every start and stop. My head is... Continue Reading →
I remember the day clearly in my mind. It was a brisk, sunny day. The wind whipped through the light jacket I wore as I walked across the parking lot. I opened my car door and made a mental note to pick up a heavier jacket when I left later that evening for Washington, D.C. Despite the... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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