Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
The blood was a dark red. I was a young kid and can't remember much else from the day, but two things stand out: my dad’s bloody hand, where he had cut himself on his radial arm band saw, and the huge grin he had spread across his face. My dad was cutting a piece... Continue Reading →
A little bird lets out two weak chirps. At least I think it was a little bird, maybe a chickadee or a sparrow, but I can’t really say for sure since my eyes are closed. And then another bird chirps back. The two birds go back-and-forth, backwards-and-forwards, like this for a few minutes. My wife... Continue Reading →
When we were in our 20s, my wife and I used to have a Halloween Party every year. We’d dress up in costumes. One year I went as Robinhood, another year I dressed up as an old-time western bartender. We’d invite friends over and have plenty of food and drink. Our one-bedroom apartment was tiny,... Continue Reading →
I couldn’t believe I had lost. I was devastated. I threw the baseball card at my brother. When he looked up smiling, I broke out into tears and ran to our bedroom. “Little brat, go cry to mommy," he yelled after me. My brother’s reaction was probably a little harsh, but I deserved it. When... Continue Reading →
I’ve been thinking about some of the things you can accomplish in 14 minutes. I can go for a brisk mile walk. I can read a chapter in my book. I can watch the opening scenes of The Godfather, where Vito Corleone listens to requests from friends and neighbors, who've come to celebrate his daughter Connie's... Continue Reading →
I get in my car and turn on my playlist. Most days I turn to my tried-and-true, maybe some U2 or Billy Joel, something from the 80s and 90s. Other days I’ll turn to Kenny Chesney or some country. When I need a smile or just want a break from day-to-day responsibilities, I'll go back... Continue Reading →
Image via Pixabay We were visiting my mother several years ago and in the course of the conversation I happened to mention the scar on the back of my head. I had just gotten a haircut — I still had a full head of hair then — and mentioned that the barber nicked the scar.... Continue Reading →
My kids make me proud. They’re strong, young people. They’re kind and loving too. They call or text my wife and me every few days just to check-in or say "hey." They send me a card on my birthday. Yea, yea, but they each have a long way to go to make things right with... Continue Reading →
The International Day of Happiness is celebrated every year on March 20 to recognize the importance of happiness in the lives of people around the world. The UN launched the day in 2012 as a reminder that being happy is a basic human right and worth celebrating. We talk a lot about happiness in our... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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