Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
When my kids were in elementary school, they would spit out information faster than I could keep up. I remember one time my middle son explaining to me how the tectonic shift in the plates that make up the Earth's crust created the continents and map that we know today. I tried to respond, but... Continue Reading →
On paper it sounds so manly and tough-guy-like. The words jump off the page. I can't deny that they kind of make me sound like a bit of a crazy person too. Yes, yes, here goes: I jumped through a raging fire. Yup, a glowing red fire ranges in temperature from 1112–1800° F (600–800° C).... Continue Reading →
Tangled spider webs hang from the roof. Plumes of smoke and ghost-like cackles come from the house next door. Frightening-looking skull and bones appear at every turn. And then to top it off, zombies with icky blood oozing out of life-like wounds and werewolf head outfits with glistening fangs all come knocking on my door.... Continue Reading →
There’s a meme that I keep coming across that says that by the time your children turn 18 years old, you will have spent 90% of the time you will ever spend with them. I saw the meme again on social media for what felt like the millionth time a few weeks ago, right after... Continue Reading →
My wife’s knees were bothering her the other day. She was on her feet much of the day and it was catching up to her. My back has been bothering me too. I joke that we’re getting older, but it’s more than that, we’ve earned our bruises the hard way. Here’s what I mean: When... Continue Reading →
When my kids were young, they all wanted to know who was the favorite child. They were all smart in how they asked the question. They knew that if they simply came out and asked, my wife and I would say no one. So, they found new says to try to get to the heart... Continue Reading →
We see acts of courage — strength in the face of fear, pain or grief — in our lives all the time. I read this weekend about Narges Mohammadi, an Iranian journalist and human rights activist, who was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize on Friday for her fight against the systematic discrimination and oppression of... Continue Reading →
When I was in grade school, I went out for pee wee football. As we lined up in rows and did our calisthenics before the start of practice — everything from jumping jacks to leg stretches to ab crunches — our coach would walk up and down each row offering a bit of wisdom, before... Continue Reading →
My son texted us that he had a tough week. He had four exams all in the same week and was worried how he had done. I searched for the right words. I wanted to encourage him. I wanted to let him know that we were proud of him and to cheer him up. Of... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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