Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
When I was a kid, my dad used to carry a small, red squeeze change purse. You don't see many adults carry these around much anymore. I guess he didn't like the loose change in his pockets. At the end of the day, he would routinely go through his change and give me his extra... Continue Reading →
When I was in college, my parents would visit me occasionally on campus and before they would leave, my mother or father would reach into their pocket and pull out a $20 or $40, if I was really lucky, and tell me to use it wisely. They didn't have a ton of money so it... Continue Reading →
The bill from our date night out came and my wife grabbed it, took a quick peak and then handed her credit card to the waiter. She was taking me out for my birthday and wanted me to enjoy myself. We had a great time together. The Maryland Crab Cake was a special treat. Later... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, I wanted to make a million dollars, have a big house with a garage full of fast cars, travel across the globe to exotic places I saw on TV, have a huge walk-in closet with the latest and greatest clothes, and I wanted to be an an important person. Yes,... Continue Reading →
My wife pointed out the gas station. When I passed it, she didn't comment or say anything. She just shook her head back-and-forth and let out a little “I told you so” smirk. I laughed too, because I knew exactly what she was thinking. Even now with the petroleum industry charging an arm and a... Continue Reading →
When I was a kid, I never liked to sit on Santa Claus’ lap. My mom used to keep our family photos in an old shoe box that we kept in a closet, I don’t think there’s one picture of me with the big guy. I loved what Santa brought me, but I wanted no... Continue Reading →
I pulled up to my house and clicked on the garage door opener. Right on cue, the garage opened up in front of me and I pulled in. After I turned the car off, I sat inside the garage for several minutes. I didn’t get out of the car, I didn’t talk, I just sat... Continue Reading →
In the weeks prior to the Coronavirus bringing everything to a halt in the United States, I had been working in a large city near where I live. I would take the train into the city and during my lunch break, I would go for a long walk. I started the walks to try to... Continue Reading →
As a kid, I used to save my pennies in a glass Teddy Bear bank. Later I moved onto a miniature wooden barrel that my parents had picked up at a local bank. You’d turn the barrel up on one end and on the bottom was a plug that you would pull out to get... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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