Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
Before the remnants of Hurricane Ida rolled in, I walked outside the other day and got blasted by stifling humidity and temperatures in the high 80s. The boys of summer, in my case, the kids from the neighborhood shooting basketball on the street, were holding out for as long as they can, but a change... Continue Reading →
I had plenty of things I wanted to tell the couple. The thoughts floated in and out of my head like colorful fireworks going off on a clear Fourth of July night. They would blast onto the scene, make a bright entrance, and then disappear into a dark void. I wanted to tell them to... Continue Reading →
A grim-faced policeman stood in front of a yellow barricade. He was stopping anyone from passing. When I showed him my press pass, he let me go, but said I would have to leave my car and walk the rest of the way. The fast-moving F3 tornado, with peak winds between 150 and 206 mph,... Continue Reading →
The hare boasted to all the animals, “I have never been beaten.” Of course, he became full of his own power, took a nap, and lost to the slowest of creatures, the tortoise. The race is not always to the swift. The deceitful wolf went hungry until it dressed up like a sheep and led... Continue Reading →
I read something over the weekend that laid out some good advice. The writer talked about how we learn from our kids. He wrote that he watched his son respond to some adversity in his life and in reflecting on the challenge, the writer learned that it was exactly what he needed to overcome his... Continue Reading →
After a five-week break, I'm back!!!! Look for new blogs here soon! I've missed posting and talking with readers, but the vacation from the twice-a-week posting routine and the chance to collect my thoughts was much needed. I've made some other changes to the blog and there will be more in the coming weeks. I... Continue Reading →
The bell would ring and everyone in the school would rise as one, breaking out into cheers, laughs and sighs of relief. A teacher or two would be in the hall trying to keep some kind of peace and calm, yelling for us walk and not to become crazy men and women, but most threw... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, I was full of questions. I’m sure I was pretty annoying. My mother says I started at a young age and I've never really stopped being curious. You know the type of questions I’m talking about, why is the sky blue? Which came first the chicken or the egg? I... Continue Reading →
My hands became clammy. I started to fret over what to say and how to fit in with the rest of my coworkers. The anxious feeling in the pit of my stomach ticked off like a bomb waiting to go off and I cursed when I accidentally spilled my water bottle onto my tie. The... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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