Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
As I wrote recently, I was taking the trash to the curb a few weeks ago and noticed a dark spot on the car. I went to take a closer look and saw a long horizontal streak. I grabbed a rag and tried to wipe away the black mark, but it wouldn’t wipe off. Someone... Continue Reading →
My son gave me a sour look and mumbled under his breadth that he was ready to leave. I looked at my wife, questioning what I had done. I had simply asked if he was ready, but I knew where I had gone wrong: I had woke him from his beauty sleep. No, no, she... Continue Reading →
I complained to my mom. I didn’t want to go and now my feet hurt. My elementary class was singing and performing for the residents of a local nursing facility. My mom yelled at me that if I didn’t get a move on, I was going to be late. I wanted to stay home and... Continue Reading →
My mom kissed me on my forehead and tucked me into my bed for the fourth time that night. She had to be losing her patience. I had been up and down all night. She’d put me down one minute and a few minutes later I would be up-and-out of bed again. I was getting... Continue Reading →
I see the train coming down the tracks. The smart thing would be to move, to get out of the way, but I'm memorized. I can't take a step back or a forward, my legs are full of jelly. Yes, my wife and I enter the high school and take an empty seat in the... Continue Reading →
I stepped away from my desk. I had been working nonstop since mid-morning. I walked downstairs from my home office to see my son pull into the driveway. I greeted him at the door with a smile. We chatted briefly about his day and I told him about my meetings. Before he went up to his... Continue Reading →
She had the same wispy, gray hair and hesitant smile that I remembered. I was out for a walk a few weeks ago and walked by a house where an old lady, bundled in a jacket, rocked back and forth in a rocking chair on her porch. I could hear her humming and old religious... Continue Reading →
My son looked down at his phone and sighed. His flight back to his base was postponed by another two hours. The flight had been postponed once already. He would end up getting in later than he expected. When I asked if he was upset, he shrugged his shoulders and said that he’d be fine.... Continue Reading →
If you're one of the lucky ones, you woke up today wondering what day it is. Yes, you're completely oblivious to the day. I'm not talking about waking up in a drunken stupor. No, no, no one likes an alcohol-induced hangover. Instead, I'm talking about the days immediately before and after Christmas, right up until... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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