I run down to our kitchen to grab a quick cup of coffee before my next meeting. I need the jolt of energy. I pour the coffee into my cup and instantly see a note in my wife’s handwriting on the breakfast bar. The note asks my daughter or me to pull the laundry out... Continue Reading →
I call this the warts and all column. My wife and I have been together for more than 28 years. When we tell people that we’ve been together that long, they ooh and aww, but I never feel like I’m properly explaining what it means. They're thinking long carefree walks in the park, full of long... Continue Reading →
My wife walked into our kitchen and gave me a questioning look, the kind of look every husband knows all too well. I could tell I was in trouble. I had pots and pans scattered across the stove and had made a general mess of the room. My wife put down her phone, taking in... Continue Reading →
I’ve worn glasses since I was in fifth grade. I hated them at first, because they made me stand out and, trust me, no one in elementary school wants to be called "four eyes." In time, though, I got used to them, they're just a fact of life. I’ve had big ones, small ones, rectangular... Continue Reading →
I’ve been married to my wife for more than 25 years. When you wake up next to the same person for that many years, you get to know them pretty well. In my wife's case, I've learned everything from her little idiosyncrasies like how she rubs her nose with the palm of her hand to... Continue Reading →
To celebrate Valentine’s Day, one of my coworkers plans to surprise his girlfriend by taking her to an expensive French restaurant that she has been dying to visit for the past year. He made the reservations on the sly a few months ago and he’s kept it top secret. The woman sitting next to me... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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