Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I met the two guys in a dorm icebreaker the previous week. The RA (resident assistant) had pulled all the guys living on the floor together and asked us to tell an embarrassing thing about ourselves. Of course, everyone hemmed and hawed. No one admitted to anything all that embarrassing, but later my two new... Continue Reading →
The guy sitting two tables away coyly opens his smartphone camera and puts it on selfie view so that he can check himself out. When he sees that his hair and game-face are in place, he clicks off the camera. When his lunch guest arrives, he gets up and gives the visitor a strong handshake.... Continue Reading →
I was having a tough day. I had gotten only a few hours of sleep, I had received some feedback that I didn’t agree with, my hands were shaking for some strange reason, and I had forgotten my phone in my car. To top it all off, my day was starting to spiral out of... Continue Reading →
My wife is a talker. She loves people. She greets everyone she meets with a friendly smile and a hearty hello. Yes, she’s one of those people. She gets pumped up by mingling and helping others. I love people too. Well, let me restate that, I love the thought of people, but I prefer to... Continue Reading →
When I grew up in Central Pennsylvania, I would regularly fall asleep in the evening to a cool breeze blowing through my bedroom window. The crisp mountain air would hit you and bring about a calmness. Oh, you might hear a few birds chirping throughout the night, certainly a whippoorwill or two courting a mate... Continue Reading →
Julie Andrews in the movie The Sound of Music helps the von Trapp children through a scary thunderstorm, by singing about a few of her favorite things, including raindrops on roses, whiskers on kittens, bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens, and brown paper packages tied up with strings to name a few. I'm no Julie... Continue Reading →
I walk into the small confessional stall and get right down to business: Forgive me father for I have sinned. It’s been too long since my last confession. I've let you down in so many different ways: --I’ve raced out of work, on my way home, paying little, if any, attention to the posted speed... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, my mom would wake me up for elementary school before my brothers. She told me it was because she wanted to talk with me before she went to work. A few years later when I complained and tried to roll over to go back to sleep, she told me that... Continue Reading →
I’m giddy with excitement. I’m like a kid on Christmas eve. Instead of getting up early and getting dressed for work, I’m taking a vacation day next week. In corporate speak, I'm taking a PTO (paid time-off) Day; in common everyday language, I’m taking a day off for me. Right now, I have absolutely nothing... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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