Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I've watched as the New York Stock Exchange has experienced high volatility in recent months. One day it's up, the next it's a giant meteor crashing to the Earth. The S&P 500, the index tracking the performance of the 500 largest companies in the U.S., has experienced mixed numbers this year. While it was up 4.6%... Continue Reading →
(A version of this story ran in November 2019.) The dentist came into the room with a copy of my dental x-ray in his hand. He gave me a big smile that actually made me more nervous and went out of his way to promote the benefits of the practice’s 360-degree panoramic x-ray machine. He... Continue Reading →
Everyone in my class had left. The prof had packed up too. I sat staring at my notebook for the longest time. When I was 18 or 19 and in college, I needed an elective, so I took an Introductory Religious Studies Class. I walked into the class thinking it would be a piece of... Continue Reading →
Christians see Jesus Christ's death as the ultimate sacrifice, leading to forgiveness and redemption. When I look on Christ's crucifixion, it's so big, so immense. It's hard for me to get my hands around. Yet, I understand it better when I stop and notice the sacrifices all around me. Oh, these sacrifices are smaller, nothing... Continue Reading →
My father enters the diner. Elton John's song Crocodile Rock fills the restaurant. He sees me in a corner booth and starts to make his way toward where I'm seated. He's careful to let the waitress pass with a tray full of food. He wears a heavy flannel shirt and jeans. The temperature is supposed... Continue Reading →
I waited my turn for my lunch order to be finished. I drank my coffee and skimmed WordPress comments on my phone. The big guy next to me had his back turned towards me. I could see that he wasn't paying much attention to anyone else. He kept moving towards me. I inched my way... Continue Reading →
When I first learned how to ride a bike, I would wobble to the left and then back to the right. Like many kids, I looked like I was going to fall at any moment. My upper body wasn't strong enough to properly steer and my legs were so short that when I would start... Continue Reading →
The men and women who took up the 54-mile march from Selma to Montgomery, Alabama on March 21, 1965 knew they were risking their lives. They understood that they might not make it back home. They saw with their own eyes what happened to protesters in two earlier marches. On March 7, 1965, the first... Continue Reading →
I write today on the Heart of the Matter in my story, You don't have to Try, about how I stumbled across Colbie Caillet's song Try for the first time and how it moved me to put down my guard. I stopped worrying about fitting in and instead focused on just being myself. In the... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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