Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I looked through the glass enclosure at the chameleon. The tiny lizard had a brownish color and pattern that blended into the base of tree. It was hard to tell where he ended, and the tree began. If it weren’t for a sign identifying him and giving basic information on the life of a chameleon,... Continue Reading →
I could see that my wife was tired from a long week. She wanted to spend the day chilling out, but instead had to attend a bridal shower. To help, I offered to do the grocery shopping. I started off fine in the grocery store. I kept to our list: milk, eggs, iced tea, bread,... Continue Reading →
There’s the big fluffy coat that turns me into the Michelin Man and I thought would be great in the frigid cold. There’s the bright yellow like the sun Columbia jacket that I use to shovel snow. (Let me be clear, when I say yellow, I mean cover your eyes yellow or you'll go blind.... Continue Reading →
My wife and I went away for a long weekend getaway to the beach last weekend. We strolled the empty boardwalk (give it a few weeks and I'm sure it will be packed to the gills) and later when the rain stopped and the sun came out, we put away our raincoats and walked along... Continue Reading →
(A version of this story ran in March 2016.) Best selling author and blogger Gretchen Rubin suggests that readers of her book, “The Happiness Project,” establish a list of personal commandments to be used as overarching principles and guiderails to help lead a happy life. Other philosophers, self help gurus, and writers have had their own spin... Continue Reading →
Where can I sign up for the study? I promise to be generous. Let me explain. Psychologists released a study last summer where they gave 200 people from around the globe $10,000 to use as they wish with no stipulations other than reporting how they spent the money. The participants were drawn from three low-income... Continue Reading →
I flew to Atlanta a few weeks ago for work. When the time came to fly home, I got to the airport on time, but the line for the security check seemed to take an especially long time. I don't know that it was all that long, but I was worried about missing my flight... Continue Reading →
Early in my career, I would pack up my laptop, grab my coat, get up from my desk, and quietly leave work with my head down. I’d nod to a few people, but I wouldn’t say much. It didn’t matter that I had gotten to work at the crack of dawn, hours before anyone else,... Continue Reading →
Oh, my teacher meant well. My seventh-grade teacher tried to introduce my class to the joy of poetry. She tasked us with finding a poem that we liked and then reciting it from memory to rest of the class. We had a limited selection of poems to choose. Half of the class, meaning most of... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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