Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
(The original version of this story ran in September 2022. I've made several updates.) I walked away with tears streaming down my face. I couldn’t have been more than six or seven years old. I turned around to try my case before the judge and jury one more time, but my mom had enough of... Continue Reading →
I waited my turn for my lunch order to be finished. I drank my coffee and skimmed WordPress comments on my phone. The big guy next to me had his back turned towards me. I could see that he wasn't paying much attention to anyone else. He kept moving towards me. I inched my way... Continue Reading →
When I was kid, I wasn't big on staying overnight at my friend's houses. I scared easily in the night. I liked my own routine. Most important, I liked knowing where the bathroom was. The one house I didn’t mind staying over, though, was my friend Noah's house. I loved staying over there because he... 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 →
When I was a kid in the late 70s, my mom would turn on the TV on Saturday night and I knew right away as soon as the perky opening jingle starting playing what was in store. "Love, exciting and newcome aboard, we're expecting you.Love, life's sweetest reward.Let it flow, it floats back to you."... Continue Reading →
My wife and I went to see the touring version of the Broadway show Come From Away. We had a wonderful time, but when the show was over, the group of people walking in front of us walked four or five to a row, taking up much of the sidewalk, and were heavily involved in their... Continue Reading →
Where can I sign up for the study? I promise to be generous. Let me explain. Psychologists released a study last summer where they gave 200 people from around the globe $10,000 to use as they wish with no stipulations other than reporting how they spent the money. The participants were drawn from three low-income... Continue Reading →
My parents were strict with my two brothers and me growing up. My mother had a way of simply looking at you that sent shivers down your spine. You never wanted to disappoint her. She tended to keep her rules short and to the point. We were taught to be kind, respectful and helpful to... Continue Reading →
My mother brought me up right. She taught my brothers and me that anytime you travel somewhere — could be to visit a longtime friend or an acquaintance, it doesn't matter — you should always bring a gift. The size of the gift didn't matter, could be a simple as some homemade cookies, but no... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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