Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
You've run 25 miles in a blazing fast time. You're exhausted. Your muscles ache. Every step you take hurts more than the last. You hurt in places you didn't think it was possible to hurt. Your brain is in a fog and has long abandoned you on this hellish adventure. Your arms, legs, and lungs... Continue Reading →
The whitetail deer lay low on the ground. From my perch in my local library, I could see the doe in the shrubs. I missed her at first. When I looked back though, I saw her head bobbing up and down, left to right, looking and listening. She was resting, but still on guard, ready... Continue Reading →
I pull up the video of broadcaster Al Michaels' iconic description of the final seconds of the U.S. hockey team's 4-3 upset over the Soviet Union in the 1980 Winter Olympics. I hear his "Do you believe in miracles? Yes!” and time seems to momentarily stop and start to go in reverse direction. At first, it starts... Continue Reading →
The weight of the world can be a bugger. When I feel the world on my shoulders -- when I fall flat on my face and feel life’s bruises -- when it all gets to be too much . . . I get frustrated. I may even wallow in “woe is me pity.” Eventually though... Continue Reading →
I hate snow and cold. My frustration with the the elements came to mind yesterday as I zipped up my coat and tightened the strap on my gloves for a third time. The temperature had dipped overnight to the low teens. It hurt to even breathe. I couldn't help but think: "Really. Really. Do we... Continue Reading →
During morning rush hour, a train pulls into Grand Central Station in New York City every 58 seconds, carrying thousands of commuters. It's one of the busiest, most crowded transit hubs in the world with roughly 750,000 people passing through daily. It's even busier during the holiday season. I visited Philadelphia's William H. Gray 30th... Continue Reading →
A few years ago, I got a great deal on an SUV. I tend to buy and hold when it comes to family cars. I've taken good care of my car, but it's approaching 100,000 miles. I worry about it. Will it make another 100,000 miles? Here’s how it plays out in my head. The... Continue Reading →
The woman looked upset. I tried to cheer her up. While I went about my job, I commented on how the flurries outside and the Christmas song on the loudspeaker made me feel festive. She wasn't buying it. She kept her stone face. Before leaving though she thanked me for trying to bring a little... Continue Reading →
I pulled the ax over my head and thrust it down hard on the large log in front of me. Thwack! I took another swing. Thwack! And another and another. When I was in high school, I worked several summers on a small farm. The farmer hired me to do odd jobs like mowing his... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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