Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
When Pat, a family friend, lost her husband in the mid 1990s, she found herself rudderless. She couldn't get out of bed. She had a tough time moving on from the loss. They had been childhood sweethearts. They had spent a lifetime together and when their kids were finally out of the house and on... Continue Reading →
I would be angry, the frustration would build up, and the tears would come, but I didn't really have much of a way to stop them. I would promise myself that I would speak better the next time, I would speak slower, and the words would be clearer. When I think about my stutter and... Continue Reading →
A coworker was sharing with a group of us recently her date from hell. A high school friend had set her up on a blind date with a guy from her gym. The date started fine enough — my coworker learned that her date and her shared an interest in classic cars — but things... Continue Reading →
Okay, who was the fool who wrote a few weeks ago that he wanted more snow. I believe he even challenged Mother Nature to "let it snow, let it snow." Um, yea, that was me. Yea, that was stupid. Well, I'm officially done. The first day of Spring -- March 20 -- isn't for another... Continue Reading →
I was going about my day last week and something popped up on one of my social media feeds that upset me. It was one of those misleading posts, full of half-truths and falsehoods that had taken on a life of its own. If I was wise, I would have just let it pass without... Continue Reading →
I sit down to write, but nothing comes. I'll see something in the news or on social media that touches me or a politician will say something in this crazy climate that will make my blood boil. I’ll think to myself, how can they be so uneducated or even uncaring, but when I sit down... Continue Reading →
I pick up a frosty drink and take a sip. I’m lounging on the soft Caribbean sand and couldn’t be happier. Before I have time to really savor the image, a worker in a white jump suit walks up with a large classroom eraser in his hands and erases the picture from my mind. He replaces... Continue Reading →
The teacher stood over me like an angry giant. Looking back now I’m guessing that he couldn’t have been more 5’8 or 5’9 tall and probably had just graduated from college, but to me the substitute teacher held a position of authority, looked pleased to catch his prey out of the classroom, and like he... Continue Reading →
My wife and daughter were stuck along the side of the busy road. They had been out shopping when my wife's car started making a violent bucking sound. They pulled over and were waiting for a tow truck driver to come pick them up. Of course, the tow trucker driver was taking longer than expected.... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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