I got off the video conference and sat on the sofa wiped out. My call went longer than I expected and the day had been a draining one. When I did get up, I walked to the kitchen, looked at the messy sink and overflowing trash can, considered cleaning them up, and then grabbed a... Continue Reading →
My wife walked into our bedroom closet and came out with a few outfits that she laid on the bed. She added a couple shirts and other things from a drawer. We still had a couple of days until we left for our weekend away, but her packing was coming together. Of course, you have... Continue Reading →
I hugged my wife and left to go to the store. I’ve hugged her thousands of times, but I was still thinking of her ten minutes later when I was driving. I get out of the house, but with the pandemic, my trips out have been limited. The sun had set and I was driving... Continue Reading →
It was Friday night and the music boomed throughout the restaurant. Boom, ba, ba, boom, ba, ba, boom. The restaurant manager had the lights down low and the place was packed with people, with everyone seeming to be shouting to the person next to them. I could barely hear myself think, forget about hear my... Continue Reading →
When my wife and I were a few years out of college and lived in Northern Virginia, she’d beat me home each day. She’d walk in the door to our small one-bedroom apartment and I would get home a few minutes later. We’d both throw our briefcase/bags behind the door and crash on the sofa,... Continue Reading →
We could travel to Europe. We could stroll past the luxurious galleries and plazas surrounding the Louvre and the Tuileries garden for a classic romantic walk or take our picture together looking up at the Eiffel Tower. We could catch a table at Carretera Miramar, a picturesque, little café overlooking the city of Barcelonia, and... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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