Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
My son’s eight-month old English Bulldog likes to rest on my lap. He's built like a tank and appropriately named Panzer. He’ll plop his weight down like he's just come inside after tending a 200 acre farm and let out a deep sigh. His eyes will be heavy and his little tongue will stick out... Continue Reading →
I walked out of the doctor's office and got into my car. I can't tell you the last time I've eaten McDonald's or Wendy's. I try to eat healthy. However, I found myself suddenly fighting the urge to stop. The urge was like a magnet pulling on me. I nearly turned my car in the... Continue Reading →
A friend wished me well the other day and told me to keep the faith. When I hung up the phone, I found myself thinking about my friend's comment. What does keeping the faith even mean? Is it religious? Is it spiritual? Oh, I get the context of unwavering trust in God and to the... Continue Reading →
Merry Christmas! "And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn."--Luke 2:7 --"For God so loved the world, that He gave His only Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have... Continue Reading →
(Reposted from Dec. 25, 2015.) When I heard the song "Ave Maria" and a few others a few years ago, it inspired me to imagine in my own words what it must have been like to walk in Mary's shoes. Here’s my story from 2015. . . . My beautiful, beautiful baby boy rests peacefully... Continue Reading →
I find it helps to remember that I have two choices at Christmas. I can approach Christmas morning with the image of Mary and Joseph and the baby Jesus resting together after a busy night. I think of their long journey full of obstacles. I imagine them tired, but thankful and filled with love, hope,... Continue Reading →
Late last year, my wife and I sat in front of our Christmas tree. The lights in the house and the television were turned off. There was no music. We just sat and stared at the tree. It was still a few days before Christmas. My wife had to get up early the next day... Continue Reading →
I started a habit a few years ago of listing out some of the things that I'm grateful for each Thanksgiving. Here's a few of the things on this year's list: --Family members and great friends near and far. --My wife still loves me. Let me repeat that: my wife still loves me. In this... Continue Reading →
I looked down at the floor. I took note of the curve of the tile. My wife would say something. I would grunt a yes or no back. I would look up occasionally, but I wasn't really sure where to focus. We were waiting in line to make our way into the funeral viewing for... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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