My wife looked at me, but said nothing. Her hand, the one without the IV tubes, gripped mine like her life depended on it. The labor pains took their sweet time, but were now coming at a steady pace. We were having our first child and I was doing my best to try to help... Continue Reading →
I saw the letter and quickly handed it to my wife. I’ve been a writer for much of my professional life, but I’ve noticed something new lately, when it comes to the printed word, I have absolutely no patience for bureaucratic double-talk and jargon. The letter was a simple note from our state Department of... Continue Reading →
My wife and daughter were stuck along the side of the busy road. They had been out shopping when my wife's car started making a violent bucking sound. They pulled over and were waiting for a tow truck driver to come pick them up. Of course, the tow trucker driver was taking longer than expected.... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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