Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I blame it on Carrie. There have been some great horror movies over the years. Halloween, Nightmare on Elm Street, Psycho, The Shining, and the Exorcist all come to mind. I’m a big, tough burly man and I sheepishly avoid them all like the plague or some crazy man with a chainsaw roaming through the... Continue Reading →
My youngest son stretched-out on the couch. He was dressed and ready for school, but his eyes were closed. He was trying to get every little bit of sleep he could, before he had to head out the door. I looked down at him with a smile. I could relate. I was tired too, but... Continue Reading →
The teacher stalked the front of the class like a giant Grizzly Bear. He was tall and skinny, but to me he looked angry like a bear. Every once in a while, he would stop and peer out over his classes, checking to see who was paying attention and who seemed lost. In that class,... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, my mom would wake me up for elementary school before my brothers. She told me it was because she wanted to talk with me before she went to work. A few years later when I complained and tried to roll over to go back to sleep, she told me that... Continue Reading →
I have a few questions. When I was a kid, I stumbled one night across an eerie documentary on the Bermuda Triangle. I couldn’t sleep and decided get out of bed to get some milk. In my zombie-like state, I turned on the television and came across the show which dived into how dozens of... Continue Reading →
I’ve been treated the past week to a show of sorts. Heavy construction equipment movers have been working on a large plot of land that sits on my way to work. Huge bulldozers have been pushing large mounds of dirt and sand, big excavators have been digging out holes for drainage pipes, and Earthmovers have... Continue Reading →
I had a strange day at work. First the good: I came out of a meeting, my mind racing to fix a problem, and I ran into a good friend who I haven’t seen in weeks. We started talking and before I knew it he had me laughing and joking. He's the kind of friend... Continue Reading →
I’m freaking out. One minute, I had my wallet, I had it in my hands. The next minute, I can’t find it. My wallet is gone and I’m panicking. Did I lose it? Did I leave it at the gym or just inside the center console of my car? Where did it go? I’m freaking... Continue Reading →
We tend to make our lives complicated, at least I do, but the older I get, the more convinced I've become that life is really pretty simple. We live, we die — some people live longer, others shorter. It's really that simple. Yes, I know, a pretty unemotional view, but in the grand scheme of things:... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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