Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
(I first ran this story in August 2017. I've made a few updates.) The optometrist clicked on the lens and asked: “Which is better, line 1 or line 2?” We had been at this game for ten minutes, but to me it felt like an hour. I squinted my eyes together hoping it would help... Continue Reading →
The young woman wore a white lab coat and smiled back at me, but before she even said a word, I could see that she had no idea what I had just asked. I was more than 3,900 miles from home and I was in trouble. When I had agreed to travel with my daughter... Continue Reading →
My fingers feel around the bedside table. I feel the glass of water that I had set on the table the night before. I feel the remote control too, but no eye glasses. My patience is staring to wain, I can feel the annoyance starting to build in my chest. I can’t find my glasses.... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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