Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I looked like a real-life pirate. I just needed a wooden peg leg and I would’ve looked like the real thing. Without the leg, I still looked pretty darn good. I had a black eye patch and a beard that covered much of my face, but that wasn’t all. I wore an old wig that... Continue Reading →
My 14-year-old son yawned and rolled his eyes. He was getting tired of being lectured. I was getting tired having to remind him to clean up his room, take out the trash and help with family chores. I saw a losing battle and stormed away mad. I walked up the stairs to my bedroom, grumbling... Continue Reading →
I stumbled and fell in the dirt. I had muck and mud dripping from me head to toe. I quickly stood up, dusted myself off, and tried to act like nothing had happened. Hello, I had wet mud splashed across my shirt and pants. Okay, it wasn’t a literal fall, but I had still made... Continue Reading →
I looked around the dimly lit auditorium and noted the thick cushioned seats, large stage curtain, and cement walls. I sat in an auditorium just like this one more than thirty years ago at my high school baccalaureate service. Like then, I was scrunched up close to the person next to me in the muggy... Continue Reading →
My fingers feel around the bedside table. I feel the glass of water that I had set on the table the night before. I feel the remote control too, but no eye glasses. My patience is staring to wain, I can feel the annoyance starting to build in my chest. I can’t find my glasses.... Continue Reading →
We’ve been able to come up with medical cures for diseases that hundreds of years ago were once considered fatal; we can collect mountains and mountains of information online now with a few clicks on a keyboard, tablet or smartphone that would’ve taken years to accumulate only a few decades ago; we have cars that... Continue Reading →
In my job, I occasionally work with graphic designers and I’ve come to respect them a great deal for everything they bring to a job. They have taste, they have style. Some even have a little pizzazz. I have none of those. For example, I dress myself for work every day and, before I leave... Continue Reading →
They’re both pesky and, if you don’t watch, they can bring you to your knees. The first one: eight-legged ticks carrying serious diseases such as Lyme disease and Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever. I live in the Northeast, which means I live in the targeted bullseye when it comes to ticks. In 2017, 95% of confirmed... Continue Reading →
The older woman sitting across from me looked annoyed to be waiting for help. She looked up angrily at me and kept repositioning the diamond encrusted bangle on her wrist to see the time on her watch. I wasn’t sure what I had done to offend her. I think I might have tried to smile... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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