Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I’m a list guy. On the left-hand side of the page, I had listed out the reasons why I should stay at my job, on the right, I had listed out the reasons why I should leave. I had started the list as a theoretical “let’s get a few laughs” exercise. I had been thinking... Continue Reading →
I was trying to write a note the other day to a coworker, and I kept getting stuck. The email wasn’t saying what I wanted it to say. I wasn’t writing an important treatise on the state of man. It wasn’t War and Peace. It was just a quick work note, but I was still... Continue Reading →
We were on a Microsoft Teams call, but we may as well have been on different planets. My friend Mike rolled his eyes and covered his mouth to hide a smile, while another coworker temporarily muted her audio. Of course, I looked down at my pen as if it might give me the answer. Our... Continue Reading →
One year for Father’s Day, I got a colorful tie with Winnie the Pooh, Tigger and a pot of honey. Another year, I got a coffee cup to take to work. Over the years, my kids have surprised me with a more than a few "Father's Day Breakfasts in Bed." I’ve enjoyed all my presents,... Continue Reading →
I listened to the baby robin chirp for its momma. I wasn't sure if it was one or two babies, but I could hear at least one baby cry out from the nest underneath my deck. In the first few days of a nestling’s life, the parent bird regurgitates partly digested food into each baby’s... Continue Reading →
It was one of those days. The sweat dripped down our backs. We had the air conditioning turned up high in the house, but our three kids were still tired and bored. We'd help get one kid settled on something, maybe playing a game or watching a Disney video, and then another would whine about... Continue Reading →
I grew up in rural, farm country. I get the need for Daylight Saving Time (DST) — the practice of setting clocks forward by one hour in the spring and then back one hour in the fall, so that darkness falls at a later clock time — but its usefulness has come and gone. Let's... Continue Reading →
In down moments, you'll routinely catch me playing with a fidget spinner, doodling on scratch paper, or even tapping my foot. I’ve always had nervous energy, it’s in my blood. In fact, in my first job as a newspaper reporter, I used to throw a baseball back and forth from one hand to the next... Continue Reading →
The ground is wet. I see that it rained the night before, but the sun is out and will burn-off the two or three puddles that I see along the trail in no time. We’ve taken a small handful of steps, but I can see already that my wife’s pace is brisk and determined and... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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