Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I held my daughter close to my chest, tried to be as still as possible, and sang her one lullaby after another. I squinted my eyes trying my best to read my watch in the dark, but couldn’t see the numbers. I was frustrated and tired, but I needed to get my daughter to sleep,... Continue Reading →
When my children were young, my family used to enjoy traveling to a small nut and candy shop that we stumbled across one Saturday and kept coming back to as a reward for good grades and other achievements. The shop was a bit out of the way for us, but we’d make a day of... Continue Reading →
I thought of my daughter today. My sons were there too. They were all young, still in their pajamas and they were all lying on the living room floor, coloring in their coloring books, watching Saturday morning cartoons. I see all three of them clear as day. Two with wispy blond hair, the third with... Continue Reading →
I’m a big believer in the power of having a growth mindset and learning new things. To that end, I’ve learned a few important things over the past several weeks. --I used to think that peanut butter was peanut butter. However, I’ve learned that we’re a Skippy Peanut Butter Brand family instead of Jif. I... Continue Reading →
My mother, with a little help from God, is getting her sweet revenge. When I was a kid in high school, my mother would have to regularly pick me up from cross country or track practice. Our coach would end practice in the early evening and like clockwork my mother would be there to pick... Continue Reading →
I wanted to blurt out that I would travel to Las Vegas and put everything on black. I was in line with a coworker grabbing a quick bite to eat and he asked how I would spend my time if I learned I was going to die in five days. My first comment was to... Continue Reading →
My hands shook as I got into the car and drove to work. I looked back in the rearview mirror and turned up the volume to the radio in the hopes that my thoughts would get carried away. The morning was your typical morning. I woke up, took a shower and got dressed and ready... Continue Reading →
I come home most nights to find little Post-it Notes scattered across the kitchen table. Some are normal sized 3 X 3 inches, others are even smaller. They’re mixed in with bills, fliers, and school newsletters and permission forms that have come home with my son from school. My anal compulsive nature starts flaring up... Continue Reading →
When you like something or get used to doing something the same way over a span of years, sometimes it can be hard to change things up. I’ve noticed lately that I have that problem with shoes. For example, I wrote recently that I went out on a limb and bought myself a pair of... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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