Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I have about 60 miles to travel until I hit the city. I couldn't be more carefree. Most days, I get by on coffee and a biting sarcasm that borders on gallows humor. However, if you cut me open today, I think I would bleed rainbows, unicorns, and butterflies. I’m the happiest I’ve been in... Continue Reading →
Twenty-one months ago, I used to worry about what I wore to work. Before I packed up my bag and went out the door, I would ask my wife if my tie matched my shirt and if my shoes went with my pants. I would pay close attention to how I looked in the mirror... Continue Reading →
I run down to our kitchen to grab a quick cup of coffee before my next meeting. I need the jolt of energy. I pour the coffee into my cup and instantly see a note in my wife’s handwriting on the breakfast bar. The note asks my daughter or me to pull the laundry out... Continue Reading →
I’m a list guy. On the left-hand side of the page, I had listed out the reasons why I should stay at my job, on the right, I had listed out the reasons why I should leave. I had started the list as a theoretical “let’s get a few laughs” exercise. I had been thinking... Continue Reading →
When my wife and I first got married, I remember thinking that she had the heart of a small child. We didn’t even have kids of our own yet, but she loved decorating for Christmas. I came home from work late one evening to find our small Northern Virginia apartment looking like Santa’s workshop. She... Continue Reading →
Our family dog, Nittany, a Lhasa Apsa – Bichon Frise mix, is getting older. She’s lived a lifetime in her 12 years. She's slower and doesn’t get around as well as she once did. Her legs are not as good nowadays. She needs steps to get up into our bed and, when she sleeps, she... Continue Reading →
I call this the warts and all column. My wife and I have been together for more than 28 years. When we tell people that we’ve been together that long, they ooh and aww, but I never feel like I’m properly explaining what it means. They're thinking long carefree walks in the park, full of long... Continue Reading →
My son stops halfway up our stairs and then turns to come back downstairs. He thanks us for letting him have his friends over for a late-night chat about music. He lets out a big yawn and comes over to my wife and I and gives us a big hug. His hug never gets old.... Continue Reading →
The faces staring back at me look so young. They’re happy and full of smiles. There’s some nervousness too, but excitement about the wedding taking place in a few minutes. There’s my sister-in-law in her maid of honor dress and my best man looking dapper in his black tux. There’s lots of family members, college... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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