Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
The world can be a dark and crazy place. I shake my fist in anger. And then I remember to take a step back and take stock. I replace the frustration with peace and calm and start to see that the world has a lot of good too. With clearer eyes, I amazed to find... Continue Reading →
Several weeks ago, I wrote that when I was a young kid I started an Encouragement Box. I grabbed an old shoebox and started collecting old notes, photos, and comics that encouraged me and made me laugh at life's challenges. (If you're ever feeling down, Snoopy and the gang from Peanuts or Calvin and Hobbes are... Continue Reading →
Twenty-one months ago, I used to worry about what I wore to work. Before I packed up my bag and went out the door, I would ask my wife if my tie matched my shirt and if my shoes went with my pants. I would pay close attention to how I looked in the mirror... Continue Reading →
What can you say about 2020? One for the ages? A horrible year? One to throw away in the trash? I can think of a few descriptions, some even coming with a certain four-letter word. The year has been crazy. We’ve been forced to hole-up in our homes. For the first time in my life,... Continue Reading →
I told my wife that I had a voicemail from my doctor asking me to give her a call. My wife looked up and told me what I already knew: the doctor only calls if she has bad news. If the news was good, the nurse would call and leave a message. I had a... Continue Reading →
I grew up reading the news. My local newspaper was slight in size, but I started reading the paper from front to back at a relatively young age. I loved baseball and football, so I obviously made my way to the Sports Page, but I read the rest of the paper too. The topic didn’t... 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 →
I remember the first time I heard the term “white privilege.” Oh, the African American student who yelled it at me, didn’t use the actual term white privilege, it wasn’t a word that you heard all that much back then, but his point was still the same. It was a chilly spring day, but the... Continue Reading →
I think I might have spoken too soon. The guy got out of his work truck and started walking toward the convenience store. He had paint and grime up and down his pants and he took long, slow steps that seemed to take everything he had. He looked tired and all business, but when he... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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