Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
It's my lucky day. By the time most people read this post, I'll be on my way to pick up my youngest son from college. I'll spend most of the day in my car. If I were a wiser man, ruled less by my own heart and emotions, I would've made him take the bus... Continue Reading →
A gentle rustling came from the trees in our back yard. It could have been the wind or two squirrels playing at the base of the tree. I sat down on a chair on our deck and closed my eyes. A few hours early there was a general rumbling in our house. Two of our... Continue Reading →
I ordered a beer, my wife asked for a tall glass of sangria. We ordered an appetizer and watched the Summer Olympics on one of the many televisions scattered across the bar and restaurant. We listened too to the music that blared throughout the restaurant. After about twenty minutes, my wife even ordered a second... Continue Reading →
I see my daughter's face on the laptop screen. I focus on her smile. I can even see that she’s doing well and enjoying herself. It kills me though knowing that I can’t hug her or hold her by the shoulders and tell her that I’m proud of her for giving her best. I try... Continue Reading →
My youngest son stretched-out on the couch. He was dressed and ready for school, but his eyes were closed. He was trying to get every little bit of sleep he could, before he had to head out the door. I looked down at him with a smile. I could relate. I was tired too, but... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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