Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
My wife and I went to a minor league baseball game recently. It was a fun date night. We got a couple of burgers. We shared a soft pretzel. We were both tired when we got home. I unlocked the front door and we paused and looked at each other at the same time before... Continue Reading →
I can only hear bits and pieces, but I hear my wife's voice trailing in the kitchen. I'm in my office on the second floor. I hear a word or two, but then her voice gets garbled and is out of hearing range. I'm wracking my brain: "Who in the heck is she talking to?"... Continue Reading →
The meeting was winding to a close. I had been worried about it all morning. I wanted to make sure that my client got what she needed. It was made even more awkward because there seemed to be an abnormally high level of tension and a confrontation of egos over whose needs were more important.... Continue Reading →
Our dog Nittany jumped down from our couch the other night and she landed awkwardly on the hardwood floor on her back leg. Nittany, our fifteen-year-old, Lhasa Apsa – Bichon Frise, wobbled and then straightened up. She walked the rest of the night with a little hitch. She fortunately looked better the next day, but... Continue Reading →
(I like to play with fiction every once in a while. It's a nice break from my personal essays. Let me know what you think of Bella and her efforts to protect her human family.) Bella jumped up on the couch and let out a wince. The pain in her legs was a constant now,... Continue Reading →
I’m failing miserably. Here’s what I mean. My dog is judging my wife and me. I eat salad and I get the look. It’s a deep probing look that says “Yo, birdbrain, you coulda had a hamburger and instead you’re eating a bunch of green stuff that grows from the ground. I pee all the... Continue Reading →
I felt like I was cheating. I felt like I should be wearing a large scarlet letter A on my chest for "Adulterer." At the same time, though, I could help but ask myself out loud, "was it really cheating?" Nah, I tried to convince myself as I reached over and gave her another rub.... Continue Reading →
Nittany, our Lhasa Apso - Bichon Frise dog, broke our agreement. We had shaken hands and paws and everything. How did she reward me? She ripped up the contract and laughed in my face. Here's how it happened. Nittany was laying on the bed in my office. It's really just a spare room, but I... Continue Reading →
Every day, our family dog comes into my office. I call it my office, but it's an extra bedroom where we've set up a desk and my large-screen monitors and I'm able to work remotely in relative peace and quiet. I like to think that Nittany, our 13-year-old Lhasa Apso – Bichon Frise, comes in... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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