Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
The world can be a crazy place. Sometimes it helps to step back and list a few of the things you’re grateful for. I’m making it a habit each week to list three blessings. Here’s what I’m grateful for this week, October 5-11. What I'm grateful for: —Fighting the Big C. October has many special... Continue Reading →
I looked over at my father, pale and eyes closed on his bed, in the Intensive Care Unit in the local hospital. He had an oxygen mask up to his face and tubes running from his chest and arms to various machines beside him. I stared a long time at him before looking up at... Continue Reading →
Several years ago, we went hiking in Shenandoah National Park in Northern Virginia, but even with the covered woods, the bright sun beat down on us. My shirt was soaked with sweat and dirt. The climb back up the hill where we parked was slow. I would walk for a minute or two and then... Continue Reading →
When Thanksgiving comes around each year, I like to reflect on a story author Kurt Vonnegut, best known for the novels Cat's Cradle, Slaughterhouse-Five and Breakfast of Champions, used to tell frequently about his friend and fellow author, Joseph Heller. The two went to a party at a billionaire’s mansion in Shelter Island, New York.... Continue Reading →
First came the little old man who lived up the street and always liked to question why the milk and bread and everything else for that matter were so expensive. He'd hold up a loaf of bread and ask out loud if I thought the bread was worth whatever the grocery store was charging. I'd... Continue Reading →
The year has seen its share of challenges. I haven't seen any Murder Hornets yet, but I'm sure they're on their way. In my own household, the Coronavirus pandemic has shut down my daughter’s Peace Corps tour, cancelled our trip to see our son in California, and forced my youngest son’s school to an awkward... Continue Reading →
A small brook wanders through the woods. I step across a bridge that crosses the brook, look down and feel a calmness take over. I imagine falling asleep later in the evening to the sound of the churning water. I could stay and watch the brook forever, but I need to catch up with my... Continue Reading →
Like most people, I get a flurry of bills in the mail each day. My car’s gas gauge seems eternally stuck on E - empty. I need to go grocery shopping in the worst way. You look in our refrigerator and you see a bunch of condiments, some eggs and a lonely beer or two.... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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