Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
When the job interview was over, I shut my laptop, closed my eyes, and considered how it went. On the plus side, I had done a good job of selling myself and how I could help the company. I shook my head though thinking about how I had responded to one question in particular. The... Continue Reading →
I get in my car and turn on my playlist. Most days I turn to my tried-and-true, maybe some U2 or Billy Joel, something from the 80s and 90s. Other days I’ll turn to Kenny Chesney or some country. When I need a smile or just want a break from day-to-day responsibilities, I'll go back... Continue Reading →
My kids make me proud. They’re strong, young people. They’re kind and loving too. They call or text my wife and me every few days just to check-in or say "hey." They send me a card on my birthday. Yea, yea, but they each have a long way to go to make things right with... Continue Reading →
In my last job, I had an hour-long commute. On a really bad day, the commute could take up to an hour-and-a-half. I took some back roads but the closer I got to work, the more congested and the tougher the drive got. The job came with its share of stressors too. Okay, it came... Continue Reading →
Early in my work career, I walked out of a team meeting with a friend of mine. I had slipped in late and he was giving me the rundown on what I had missed. When I was convinced that we were alone and could talk freely, I asked him about a contentious part of the... Continue Reading →
The guy sitting by himself near the Gate C sign in an empty waiting area of the airport was running from the FBI. He kept his head down and was careful every few minutes to look from one side of the airport to the other. He was looking for anything out of the ordinary and... Continue Reading →
When I was a young man, I paid a lot of attention to the latest styles and trends. In fact, when I was first starting to work and getting paid, I wore loose pleated pants, a stylish shirt with a paisley or colored floral print tie, and a leather jacket and looked like I just... Continue Reading →
When I was a young reporter, we'd come back from a meeting or event and we would be under a tight deadline. You didn’t have a ton of time for lots of discussion about the best approach to take or what flowery language to use in the piece. We would often start by typing out... Continue Reading →
Two years ago, my youngest son was hanging out with a couple of his friends and called us on his cellphone to let us know that he was driving on a busy road near our home, and got hit by another car. When he came home, he was apologetic about the scratch on the car. ... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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