Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
When early American Indians and settlers looked out over the woods of Appalachia, The Great Plains, or the majesty of what is Yosemite, I wonder about what was going through their minds. Mother Nature can be unforgiving. I'm sure they were concerned about just surviving. Did they stop and take in the beauty? I have... Continue Reading →
It's my lucky day. By the time most people read this post, I'll be on my way to pick up my youngest son from college. I'll spend most of the day in my car. If I were a wiser man, ruled less by my own heart and emotions, I would've made him take the bus... Continue Reading →
I rubbed my eyes. I rubbed them again. I was dragging. I just wanted to drive back home and jump under the sheets in my bed and go to sleep. But the amazing view in front of me took my breath away. I couldn't take my eyes off the sun. It was stunning. Thirty years... Continue Reading →
A gentle rustling came from the trees in our back yard. It could have been the wind or two squirrels playing at the base of the tree. I sat down on a chair on our deck and closed my eyes. A few hours early there was a general rumbling in our house. Two of our... Continue Reading →
The Amazon truck pulled up to my house and the driver walked down the driveway. I watched him from my desk, trying to remember what we bought. Was it the school supplies my wife bought for her classroom? Or perhaps the new light I needed for my desk? Before I could figure it out, Nittany... Continue Reading →
My head fell to my chest. I had a horrible day. My boss liked the proposal that I had spent weeks putting together, but he wanted me to make a sizable addition that was going to take a ton of time. My drive home was extended by an hour because of a heavy downpour and... Continue Reading →
My wife and I were packing for a weekend away recently and I asked her if she had seen a pair of my missing dress shorts. "Do you know where my gray shorts are?" I asked. "You know the ones I'm talking about, the ones you got me for my birthday." "Oh yes, it's my... Continue Reading →
In my dream, the ocean waves crash to the shore, sending the white, wispy surf up to our ankles. The sun has come up in the horizon and made it's grand entrance. Several small sandpipers near us greet the day by lining up up on the sand. They seem to be playing chicken with one... Continue Reading →
I stalk around my room, like a mad scientist, talking and grunting to myself in a gibberish that's hard for anyone else to understand. I'm surrounded by a lab full of beakers and various half-started projects. When I sit down at my laptop, I type out two or three sentences, read what I've written and... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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