Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
The little girl ran ahead of her mom in the airport, trying to catch up to her dad. She couldn’t have been older than three or four. When she ran, she kept looking all around her, amazed by the rush of people, the bright sun shining in from the high windows, and the restaurants and... Continue Reading →
My son gave me a sour look and mumbled under his breadth that he was ready to leave. I looked at my wife, questioning what I had done. I had simply asked if he was ready, but I knew where I had gone wrong: I had woke him from his beauty sleep. No, no, she... Continue Reading →
I wear a lot of hats in my life. I’m a husband and father. They’re my two favorite hats. There’s the worker hat, but I have others too. I'm the family gardener and plumber. With the kids gone, I spend an hour or two each week mowing and taking care of the yard and I’m... Continue Reading →
The little kid walked without purpose or direction in front of his dad. He wanted no parts of the trip to the grocery store. However, his dad’s cart had just a few items and looked like they were just getting started. When I ran into them again in the next aisle over though, the young... Continue Reading →
I’ve been thinking about life as a parent. When my kids were young, I never minded the late-night bottles or diaper changes. I never minded dropping them off at school or practice. As they got older, I was fine too waiting up for the car to pull in and for them to get home from... Continue Reading →
I’m thinking there might just be hope for my wife and I. My son went away for the week with some of his friends to the beach. They played in the sun and enjoyed themselves. He's got two other big trips planned for later in the summer. If you note a touch of jealousy, yes,... Continue Reading →
I won’t see my kids this Father’s Day. My two oldest are in California and Washington, D.C. My youngest has been away at the beach this past week and will be just getting home on Sunday, but I’m pretty sure he’ll be wiped out from his week away and am not counting on seeing much... Continue Reading →
For much of our working life, when the alarm has gone off in the morning, my wife and I have groaned, may have even hit the snooze button, but we’ve gotten up and out of bed and trekked off to work. Her in one direction, me in another. There has been much about the pandemic that... Continue Reading →
I have three children. I have one kid who carries a 100-pound pack up rugged hills and across the hot desert at his Marine Corps base in California. (Can you still call your son a kid when he can buy a round of tequila shots for his buddies?) I have another kid working and living in... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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