Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
When Luke Russet was eight years old, his father, American television journalist Tim Russert, took him to a Baltimore Orioles baseball game. As they made their way to their seats, they momentarily lost each other in the crowd. When the older Russert looked back and saw his son, he ran back to him and told... Continue Reading →
The circus barker steps out from the closed tent and in front of the crowd of townsfolk. In his best over the top barker voice, he yells out, "Step right up, step right up, step right up, ladies and gentlemen, be prepared to be thrilled and amazed, enlightened and astonished, we have a wild and... Continue Reading →
(Reposted from Nov. 13, 2017) I had the dream again. It’s the same one I’ve had for months. I’m walking on one of my favorite wooded, running trails. It’s Autumn. The trees are a bright orange, red, and yellow. Every curve, every twist, in the trail brings out a new colorful surprise. Large antlered deer,... Continue Reading →
When you ask people about their favorite books, you'll get a lot of votes for To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee; Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen; The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald; Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy; and many others. Many folks often point to Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone by... Continue Reading →
The days after Christmas can sometimes feel strange. The big day and all the anticipation that comes with it have passed. Santa is back at the North Pole with his boots off, kicked up on his sofa, enjoying a cold beverage. The elves too have the next eleven months off. It's time to recuperate. I... Continue Reading →
(Reposted from December 2021 - previous headline, The Day Santa Died.) 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... Continue Reading →
One of the small, but important things I forgot, but then relearned when I had kids was the magical powers of hot chocolate. My kids used to especially love hot chocolate this time of year, as we drove around looking at Christmas lights or built gingerbread houses or drank it just as a warm treat.... Continue Reading →
When we had our daughter, I remember feeling that I was in over my head. I looked down at her and, yes, she may have been tiny, but I felt even tinier. How was I going to take care of her? How was I going to know what she wanted or even be able to... Continue Reading →
I start out every December with high hopes. Once my wife and I have put up the Christmas tree and have completed decorating the inside of our house, I'll walk down to the back of our basement. I pull out the Christmas boxes, dusty from sitting unmoved from the previous year, and I say to... Continue Reading →
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