Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
Writer Daniel Pink went on social media recently and wrote down a few things that are underrated. His list was short Reading the print edition of a newspaper instead of the digital version.Going for a walk.Making lists. I grew up with newspapers, yes, they really existed before this thing we call the internet and I... Continue Reading →
One year for Father’s Day, I got a colorful tie with Winnie the Pooh, Tigger and a pot of honey. Another year, I got a coffee cup to take to work. Over the years, my kids have surprised me with a more than a few "Father's Day Breakfasts in Bed." I’ve enjoyed all my presents,... Continue Reading →
I flip through the cardboard box of compact discs and my heart tugs. CDs of every genre — rock, country, jazz, christian and classical — are scattered in the box. One of the first ones that I see is the soundtrack to the movie Cars. I turn the CD over to look at the order... Continue Reading →
I raced down the stairs and out the office. With one hand, I loosened my tie and top button of my shirt, with the other, I held tight onto my car keys. The week was over and I would soon be on my way to freedom. When I finally reached my car, I threw my bag... Continue Reading →
Most dogs love to play with their owner, they guard them, they even lick their owner's hands to say thank you. My dog, Nittany, a Lhasa-Apsa and Bichon Frise mix, hates me. I've written about Nittany plenty of times over the past twelve years, and I'm convinced that she's really trying to get me killed.... Continue Reading →
I reviewed my day and made three imaginary check marks in my imaginary little black book. I donated a few dollars to the American Red Cross and scheduled a day and time in my calendar to give blood, check mark. I kept my cool, but stood up to a peer, who has a tendency to speak... Continue Reading →
I think of the insurance company rep who was short with me when I called about a bill that I got in the mail. “No sir, I can't help you, you have to call your doctor,” she scolded me like I was ten years old. I think of the guy in the two-hour meeting who... Continue Reading →
It was one of those days. The sweat dripped down our backs. We had the air conditioning turned up high in the house, but our three kids were still tired and bored. We'd help get one kid settled on something, maybe playing a game or watching a Disney video, and then another would whine about... Continue Reading →
I pulled up to my house and clicked on the garage door opener. Right on cue, the garage opened up in front of me and I pulled in. After I turned the car off, I sat inside the garage for several minutes. I didn’t get out of the car, I didn’t talk, I just sat... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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