Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I had to take my car to the garage recently. While a mechanic worked on it, I waited in the waiting room and worked on my laptop. Every few minutes or so, I would tune into a home improvement show that played in the background on a nearby television. I think the garage planned it... Continue Reading →
My dad pulled over to the side of the road. I looked over at the instrument panel. Was something wrong? Did he run out of gas? Did we have a flat tire? Why were we stopping? Before I could ask any questions, my dad had already jumped out of the driver's seat and was walking... Continue Reading →
I turned the Phillips head screwdriver and I could hear my father in the back of my head. He would’ve hated the cheap feel of the table. He would have questioned if I had picked up anything that he had taught me. When my father was alive, he used to restore antique furniture. He would... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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