Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
The doctor pulled the curtain back and came into our room. My wife was pregnant with our second child. I seem to recall it being our first, but she's the mom, so I'll take her word for it. In any event, she was nearing full-term, coming up on her 38th week. The doctor looked a... Continue Reading →
I’ve noticed something strange about every dentist or doctor office that I’ve visited lately. They all have the same décor and the same look and feel. If you've seen one, you’ve seen them all. Which makes me wonder: Do they order from the same catalog? Is there an Amazon online ordering system for doctors? Is... Continue Reading →
My back has been spasming a bit lately and I thought about one of the first times I went to see the doctor for back pain. Seventeen years ago, I sat in front of my doctor at the time and tried to sit up, but the pain made it challenging. The doctor asked how I... Continue Reading →
Earlier this month, my wife was having surgery on her wrist and hand. The surgery was in an outpatient surgical center and was going to take two to three hours. I eyed up the waiting room closely and sat far away from the the large-screen television stuck on some home improvement show and the other... Continue Reading →
When the music teacher came into our third or fourth grade class and gave us small plastic recorders to try out for ourselves to motivate us to think about learning to play an instrument, I yawned. I didn't care much for the tinny sound. I gave the recorder and any other instrument for that matter... Continue Reading →
The little boy looked to be about four or five years old and held tight to his mom’s hand with one hand and a worn Teddy Bear in the other. He held back a yawn, but kept his eyes fixed on the escalator. He seemed to be taking everything in. When he couldn’t stand the... Continue Reading →
Last Saturday, the rain started early and poured all day in Southeastern Pennsylvania. A nasty, cold rain. I bundled up and stayed inside most of the day. A good 60-miles away at the University of Pennsylvania’s 127th Penn Relays, 96-year-old Ed Cox, of Syracuse, New York, earned 5th place in the Master’s Men’s 100-meter in... Continue Reading →
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 →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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