When my oldest son was a young boy, he would dress-up in a white t-shirt and green camo pants and play soldier. He’d march out the backdoor with a pack over his shoulder and his bb gun, where he’d set up targets in the yard. The bb gun was far from the best. It was... Continue Reading →
She had the same wispy, gray hair and hesitant smile that I remembered. I was out for a walk a few weeks ago and walked by a house where an old lady, bundled in a jacket, rocked back and forth in a rocking chair on her porch. I could hear her humming and old religious... Continue Reading →
We face tough choices every day. We can make the best of the day or we can curse the sun for rising up over the horizon. We can react positively to life’s little annoyances or we can let them lead us down a trap of frantic frustration. We can put others first or we can think... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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