Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I have about 60 miles to travel until I hit the city. I couldn't be more carefree. Most days, I get by on coffee and a biting sarcasm that borders on gallows humor. However, if you cut me open today, I think I would bleed rainbows, unicorns, and butterflies. I’m the happiest I’ve been in... Continue Reading →
When my wife and I first got married, I remember thinking that she had the heart of a small child. We didn’t even have kids of our own yet, but she loved decorating for Christmas. I came home from work late one evening to find our small Northern Virginia apartment looking like Santa’s workshop. She... Continue Reading →
When I was a young kid, I would spend Christmas Eve counting down the minutes in anticipation of Santa Claus' visit. As an adult, I spend the time now counting down the minutes to the celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ and reflecting on where I stand in my own faith. Unfortunately, my faith... Continue Reading →
My girlfriend pulled her car into an open parking spot and I pulled in beside her. I turned off the Christmas Carols that had been playing on a local radio station, turned my car off, and stepped outside and into her car. We had been visiting with my brother and she needed to get back... Continue Reading →
I love the Christmas season for many reasons, but especially because of all the traditions. We decorate our house with a big tree with lights and ornaments that we’ve made or purchased over the years. Each ornament has special meaning. There’s the heart that I gave my wife to commemorate our first Christmas together and... Continue Reading →
A good number of year ago, my three kids came running down the stairs in their pajamas. They were giddy with excitement. Without being told twice, they put on their coats and gloves, the night chill made them a must, and my wife loaded the three of them into our car. Once everyone was tucked... Continue Reading →
From mid-November to late December in my house, the Hallmark Channel with Christmas love story after Christmas love story is on pretty much nonstop. My wife and daughter love them, they can’t get enough of them. I’m a Christmas softee, so I must admit that I'll pull up a chair and watch for a few... Continue Reading →
In Clement Clarke Moore’s memorable poem, “Twas' the Night Before Christmas,” the house was quiet as can be, the stockings were hung by the chimney with care and the children were all nestled in their beds – in the hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. Moore, an ancient languages scholar, wrote the poem... Continue Reading →
The service department manager had his cellphone up to his ear, but kept cracking jokes under his breadth to the worker standing next to him about the computer system being down again. The worker just smiled and kept looking at his own screen. Unlike the two of them, I wasn’t smiling. I had my car... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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