Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I was skimming Twitter the other day, when I came across a classic question of life: If you’re stuck on a deserted island, what three albums would you take? When I read the question, my first thought was to question how you might play the albums on the island, but have no way to call for... Continue Reading →
I was sitting with the rest of the kids at the kid’s table. We looked sour-faced and shot brooding looks when the adults came around, but, once they left, we were joking around and having fun. We made the best of what we had. Oh yea, we all wanted more leg room and space to... Continue Reading →
Music touches us in millions of different ways. We hear a song on the radio or television, maybe we even learn the words and sing along with friends, and within a few months, it's gone. The song is pushed back on the play list, but ten years go by and you hear it again and... 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 →
He stood stooped over, age had taken a toll on his posture, but he was a tall man so he still towered over me. He wore a long overcoat and a black wool fedora. He could have been straight out of a 1950's movie. He would smile when he saw me. I used to smile... Continue Reading →
When I travel home to the small town where I grew up, I compare it to slipping on an old comfortable coat that I haven’t worn in a long time. The coat is worn in spots, there may even be a rip or tear. At the same time though, the coat has been broken-in, it’s... Continue Reading →
I've learned over the years that web hits tell only part of the story. They give a glimpse of how a piece has done, but they don't tell the entire story. The same holds true for blogs. Hits don't tell the quality of the blog or how it touched someone. Some of my blogs in... Continue Reading →
In my job, I occasionally work with graphic designers and I’ve come to respect them a great deal for everything they bring to a job. They have taste, they have style. Some even have a little pizzazz. I have none of those. For example, I dress myself for work every day and, before I leave... Continue Reading →
When I visit my mother's apartment, she likes to introduce me to her friends and neighbors. You can tell that she boasts about my brothers and me. They always smile, reach out for my hand to hold it in theirs, and ask which son I am: the one that lives ten minutes away; the one... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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