Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I turned off my alarm. I didn’t want to wake up our kids. I could still see light from a street lamp outside of our house peaking through the window; however, I reached over and gently nudged my wife. She let out a groan and got up to get dressed. We had made a deal.... Continue Reading →
We celebrate Thanksgiving in a few days. It’s a time for families and friends to come together. Like any gathering, there will be some happiness and maybe even some stress and tension. Who's going to be late to the dinner table? Who let the refrigerator door open? Who brings up politics over the dinner table?... Continue Reading →
We had barely pulled into Morgantown for a visit with our son, a freshman at West Virginia University, when he had asked us to make a Target run. When we got back to his dorm, he pulled the shopping bags out of our SUV like they were coming off an assembly line, handing them out... Continue Reading →
When our kids were young, we used to read them the book “Love You Forever” by Robert Munsch and illustrated by Sheila McGraw. The mother in the story holds her new baby and slowly rocks him back and forth, singing: “I’ll love you forever, I’ll love you for always, as long as I’m living my... Continue Reading →
Here’s your invite. Mark it down now. My wife wants to renew our vows next fall when we celebrate our 30th wedding anniversary. She wants to throw a party. She wants to have our friends over and have a few drinks, dance a little, (sorry we prefer the slower stuff to today’s dance music), and celebrate.... Continue Reading →
My mother grew up Amish but left the church when she was a young woman. My mom may have chosen a different direction for her life, but she still loved her parents and when she got married and had kids, she would occasionally take my brothers and me to visit them. Pexels Image My grandparents... Continue Reading →
When my daughter was young, she loved amusement parks. She had no problems getting up before the crack of dawn and going to the park to be first in line and making her way to the scariest rides, where she’d beg my wife and I to ride with her. I love roller coasters too, so... Continue Reading →
My wife gave me the dreaded “It’s not you, it’s me” speech last weekend. I couldn’t believe her timing. We were traveling 75 mph on Route 95, the main north-south Interstate Highway, outside of Washington, DC, a flurry of cars, SUVs, and big rigs on either side of us, and out of the blue she... Continue Reading →
I felt like such a fool. My wife had given birth to our second child. We were a few months into our new life as a family of four. We thought we knew what to expect, but we both were falling into bed at the end of the night exhausted and on our last legs.... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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