Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I was looking online the other day for a new pair of shorts for the summer. I’ve lost some weight and need a new pair. When the kids were young, I went with the traditional dad shorts, you know the kind, the khaki-colored shorts with a roomy fit and lots of pockets, the more pockets... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, we lived on a rural country road. We got a few trucks and lots of Amish horse and buggies traveling by, but we didn't get a lot of ice cream trucks driving our way. So, when my wife and I first moved into our house, I was like a little... Continue Reading →
When I was younger, I was wound pretty tight, struggling to keep all the bouncing balls at work and home from falling. There were times when I managed it well and, then other times, not so well. I like to think that I've changed. For example, three years ago, our youngest son was driving with... Continue Reading →
I've always loved Mark Twain's down-home, folksy advice. "It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog." "The secret of getting ahead is getting started." "When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained." "It is better to keep your... Continue Reading →
I have memories of my kids coming to me when they were young and needing daddy to scare away the monsters underneath their beds. I have memories of giving them some dad wisdom about which course to take in college or how to handle a tough boss. I even have funny stories of getting on... Continue Reading →
(Fifth in a week-long series on hope and optimism for the future.) I closed my email and turned my phone over so that I couldn't see the screen. I didn't get the news I wanted. I had been hoping for something else. I wanted to shout, I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry out... Continue Reading →
In the middle of the craziness, I don’t think I yelled it, but I could have. I know I was certainly thinking it: “Run Toto run, run like the wind.” My son needed his car with him in California, so when he was on leave earlier last month, we drove it cross country. The “California... Continue Reading →
Nittany, our Lhasa Apsa – Bichon Frise, has a big week coming up. The grand dame is turning 14. In doggy years, she’s two years shy of celebrating her 100th birthday. She doesn’t get around like she used to, she walks gingerly up our stairs, she needs the occasional help getting off our couch, but... Continue Reading →
The U.S., Canada, and Australia celebrate Mother's Day on Sunday. I'm so thankful for my mother and mother's everywhere for being the Saints that we all know you are. Thank you for teaching us right from wrong and filling us with love and compassion. Thank you for being there when we need you the most.... Continue Reading →
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