Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
When I visit my mother's apartment, she likes to introduce me to her friends and neighbors. You can tell that she boasts about my brothers and me. They always smile, reach out for my hand to hold it in theirs, and ask which son I am: the one that lives ten minutes away; the one... Continue Reading →
I hiked the Thousand Steps Trail near Mount Union often over the years. I hiked it as a teenager with friends. A few years later, I hiked the trail with some friends from college and when we got to the top of mountain we shared a couple of warm beers. I even hiked the trail... Continue Reading →
When I look in the mirror in the morning, I see a young kid looking back at me. I wipe the steam from the mirror and a recent college graduate, in the big city, off on his own for the first time, stares back at me. He looks younger. I don’t see quite the same... Continue Reading →
The guy looked like a used car salesman in his jacket and tie and large binder, but his bulky linebacker frame, the rapid movement of his eyes, his mess of fiery red hair, and waving arms gave the impression of a crazed lunatic. He stalked back and forth in front of the receptionist’s desk and... Continue Reading →
My coworker had a mental block, she couldn’t come up with the right word that she wanted to communicate. She kept snapping her fingers like the act would help bring out whatever was on the tip of her tongue. We’ve all had moments like that—God knows I have had more than my share where I've... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid in elementary school, the lunch lady used to lecture my friends and I about wasting food. She would tell us that little kids in China or some third world country we had never heard of were going to bed with an empty stomach and we were throwing away perfectly good... Continue Reading →
It’s almost here. Prince Harry and royal bride-to-be Meghan Markle will be tying the knot on Saturday. I happened to be stuck in a waiting room this morning and The Good Morning America hosts couldn’t get enough of the topic, talking about everything from the length of Markle’s wedding gown and train to possible guests... Continue Reading →
I have a conundrum. I try to journal a couple of times a week. I'll stop what I'm doing for ten to fifteen minutes to write about my worries, fears, hopes, dreams, things that I’m thankful for and even upcoming events on our calendar. It’s all pretty run-of-the-mill stuff. I’ve found that when I put... Continue Reading →
I remember sleep. It was a wondrous and beautiful thing. I would lounge on my bed in an old comfortable t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, fall asleep within a minute or so of lying down and blissfully sleep the night away. Thunder? Fireworks? Passing bus or tractor trailer right outside my window? No problem.... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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