Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
(A version of this story appeared in June 2016.) I think kids today are missing out. They’re missing out on one of my all-time favorite hobbies. When I was young, my mom kept a large, green shoebox full of family pictures in her bedroom closet. When I was bored or felt blue and needed a... Continue Reading →
I spent ten minutes crying the other night. I was scrolling on my phone mindlessly in the middle of the night, checking out soccer and baseball scores, when I came across video snip-its of military members' returning home to their families. Many of the videos were surprise returns: the young Army private surprising his teacher-mother... Continue Reading →
I have a regret. Oh, it's nothing earth-shattering. It's really kind of silly. If only I had thought about things more when I was a kid in high school or even college, then maybe I would look cooler today in my youngest son's eyes. Here's what I mean. My son and his friends are big... Continue Reading →
(My third and final piece on passing the time in the hospital.) The unicorn stares back at me. The unicorn stands about three feet tall and every kid and kid-at-heart who passes by the hospital gift shop stops to look at it. Oh, it looks friendly enough with pink and white, cotton candy colored fur... Continue Reading →
My wife has become fascinated with a little bird friend that keeps visiting our backyard. The bird comes every morning and evening, perching itself on the far edge of the deck. The little guy peaks into our kitchen window and sings my wife a song. We’re by no means bird people, but my wife thinks... Continue Reading →
In the U.S., starting this evening, we have a long weekend. Memorial Day is a federal holiday that is held on the last Monday in May, and honors those who lost their lives defending the country, serving in the U.S. military. Many people visit cemeteries and memorials or put out flags. It's meant to be a... Continue Reading →
I couldn't help but look past my wife to next table in the restaurant and the couple sitting with their two young kids. The couple barely said anything to each other. You could tell they were running on too many cups of coffee and fumes. And this was before one of the kids reached across... Continue Reading →
The nurse wheeled my wife through the double doors, and I opened the car door and helped her inside to the passenger seat. My wife had a medical procedure on Friday. We had expected that she would be able to come home the same day, but the procedure went longer than anticipated and she needed... Continue Reading →
The cold air tugged at me, feeling especially cold on my neck and hands. I forgot my gloves so there wasn’t much I could do there, except push my hands deeper into my pocket. I could do something though for my neck. I pulled on my scarf, grateful that my daughter had crocheted it for... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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