Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
My wife and I have been married for 29 years. When you’ve lived together that long with another person, you start to think you’ve seen and heard it all. You start to feel like you’ve come to know your wife and kids, their likes, preferences, better than you know yourself. However, I found out this... Continue Reading →
When you come up to a curve in the road, there's usually a sign as you approach that warns you to slow down and prepare for the change in direction. When you go to the movie theater in the U.S., the Motion Picture Association of America assigns one of five ratings to each movie, such... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid and first started learning how to ride a bike, I kept falling. I got the steering thing down pat. I just couldn't steer with the handlebars and pedal the bike at the same time. I would weave and veer and fall over onto the macadam. I scraped one knee, then... Continue Reading →
Last year, when I suggested to my youngest son, who was still in high school at the time, that I might get my emergency certification and become a substitute teacher, he laughed. I’m not talking about a “yea, right laugh” full of sarcasm, I’m talking about a full-blown belly laugh like it was the best... Continue Reading →
My wife and I are different. If it wasn’t apparent to me before now, it became clearer this week. Yes, she's smarter, kinder, and more loving. She's friendly to everyone she meets. She's beautiful inside and out. Yea, yea, we know about all of those things, while I check none of those boxes, but I'm... Continue Reading →
There are certain television lines that come back easily from my childhood. Jimmie Walker’s famous line “Dy-no-mite!” from the show Good Times, which I knew before I ever saw an actual episode, because Walker’s face was plastered across magazines like Tiger Beat and Teen, ranks as one of the earliest. Ricky Ricardo, played by Desi Arnaz,... Continue Reading →
The house looked immaculate. I liked that it looked big enough to hold two football teams, had a huge garage, and a beautiful gate. I liked too that it was right on the bay. Of course, I liked the huge boat tied tight to the dock and the speedy sports car parked out front. I... Continue Reading →
Two years ago, my youngest son was hanging out with a couple of his friends and called us on his cellphone to let us know that he was driving on a busy road near our home, and got hit by another car. When he came home, he was apologetic about the scratch on the car. ... Continue Reading →
I log off from my work network and shut down my laptop. It’s late on a Friday afternoon and it's been a busy week. I have one last item on my to-do list before I call it a day: write my mother. I grab a piece of stationary and start the note. It will be... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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