Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
In my dream, the ocean waves crash to the shore, sending the white, wispy surf up to our ankles. The sun has come up in the horizon and made it's grand entrance. Several small sandpipers near us greet the day by lining up up on the sand. They seem to be playing chicken with one... Continue Reading →
(A version of this short story first ran in July 2016.) I had a friend in college who had something like this happen to him in junior high school. I guess it didn't work out too badly for him: He ended up marrying the girl. My short story has its share of sentimental fluff, but... Continue Reading →
In a June issue of The New Yorker, writer Molly McCloskey wrote about her relationship with her father, Jack McCloskey, the general manager who helped build and guide the Detroit Pistons to nine straight playoff appearances, five consecutive Eastern Conference Finals and NBA championships in 1989 and 1990. Jack McCloskey passed away in 2017, but was absent for large... Continue Reading →
When I played Little League Baseball, I was small for my age, but I was quick and fearless out in the field. I mainly played second base and would often get to balls that I shouldn’t have been able to catch. One game in the middle of our season, we were winning and needed just... Continue Reading →
I pulled up to a stop sign in my neighborhood a few weeks ago and noticed a teenager walking on the sidewalk. The boy looked sad. He had his head down and looked like he wanted to be somewhere else. I only happened to notice the boy because the local high school was letting out... Continue Reading →
I guess there's always hope. I wrote last November on how the National Zoo in Washington, DC had to say an emotional farewell to three giant pandas, on loan from China. I wrote too on how my wife and I fell in love with the pandas when we young and lived in Northern Virginia. We... Continue Reading →
I couldn't help but look past my wife to next table in the restaurant and the couple sitting with their two young kids. The couple barely said anything to each other. You could tell they were running on too many cups of coffee and fumes. And this was before one of the kids reached across... Continue Reading →
I could see that my wife was tired from a long week. She wanted to spend the day chilling out, but instead had to attend a bridal shower. To help, I offered to do the grocery shopping. I started off fine in the grocery store. I kept to our list: milk, eggs, iced tea, bread,... Continue Reading →
When I was eight or nine, I wanted a horse. I begged my parents for one for several weeks. I knew it wouldn't happen, but I still wanted one. I can't blame my mom and dad for not getting me one. I wanted no parts of the daily feeding or caring of a horse. I... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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