Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
When I visit my mother's apartment, she likes to introduce me to her friends and neighbors. You can tell that she boasts about my brothers and me. They always smile, reach out for my hand to hold it in theirs, and ask which son I am: the one that lives ten minutes away; the one... Continue Reading →
(The Nativity story through Mary's eyes.) My beautiful, beautiful baby boy rests peacefully in my arms. We’ve both been busy. My husband Joseph and I welcomed him into the world tonight. I’ve seen many babies born over the years. I’ve even helped my mother deliver a few babies in the village where I grew up,... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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