Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
One of my clients in a meeting last week asked for some writing help. She likes my writing over her own and asked me to help prepare an important Go Live announcement draft on a project we're working on together. Without hesitation, I chimed in, “Yea, yea, no problems, I’ll start working on that right... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, I loved magazines like National Geographic, Popular Mechanics, Boys Life, and a few others. I loved the images from around the world and stories about how to build your own go-kart or start a fire with nothing but sticks and some string. Now the devil was in the details. Have... Continue Reading →
I try to stay busy. Yup, that’s the only thing that really seems to work. I was working in my yard recently and I’ve come down with a case of the “itchies.” I’m not sure what exactly happened. I was pruning some bushes and then mowed our grass. With summer coming to a close, I’ve... Continue Reading →
When my dad was in his early forties, he had a major heart attack that damaged much of his heart. He was lucky to survive the attack and he later needed a quadruple heart bypass. The surgeon took an artery from my father's leg and inserted it in his heart, creating a new path for... Continue Reading →
I have a problem with the big guy upstairs. Yes, God. I'm not trying to leave anyone out, I'm calling God a he for brevity sake, but insert male, female, creator, Mother Nature, supreme being, whatever you choose. In his infinite wisdom, he blessed me with a creative mind and an imagination that brings me... Continue Reading →
I wrote this week about patience. If there's one character trait I need more than any other, it's got to be patience. I promise that my mother tried! She's a saint, so don't go blaming her. She's the most patient person I know. It just didn't stick. While I may lack patience, I do know... Continue Reading →
When I was younger, I was wound pretty tight, struggling to keep all the bouncing balls at work and home from falling. There were times when I managed it well and, then other times, not so well. I like to think that I've changed. For example, three years ago, our youngest son was driving with... Continue Reading →
The little boy looked to be about four or five years old and held tight to his mom’s hand with one hand and a worn Teddy Bear in the other. He held back a yawn, but kept his eyes fixed on the escalator. He seemed to be taking everything in. When he couldn’t stand the... Continue Reading →
A little bird lets out two weak chirps. At least I think it was a little bird, maybe a chickadee or a sparrow, but I can’t really say for sure since my eyes are closed. And then another bird chirps back. The two birds go back-and-forth, backwards-and-forwards, like this for a few minutes. My wife... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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