Letters To My Children

Advice to my Daughter as Mother’s Day draws near: Anything you want to be, you can.  You are the engineer of your own life.  I know that sometimes life can be overwhelming, that it can seem as if all things are closing in on you.  Just remember, you are never alone.  Your battles are oftentimes easier to bear if you remember that someone has your back.  As long as I draw breath, I will be that person for you. It does not []

It’s All About The Nap

You know, it’s a lot like having a toddler all over again. Except, he is not a toddler, he’s my Dad. We leave for an appointment and I check my purse for snacks and tissues. I make a mental note to grab a bottle of water from the fridge, last time I forgot and he stayed thirsty the whole time. Zip your coat up and let’s go. He told me the other day that life is ironic – you come into this []

What Five Famous (Dead or Alive) People Would You Invite To Dinner?

So I went on an interview today.  Post-Interview, I feel really good about my presentation and answers. I worried over what to wear.  I have recently lost about 23 pounds so my “large girl” pants no longer fit and my older “NYC attire” is a hodge podge (some still a little tighter than appropriate for an interview).  I settled on a conservative pinstripe shirt, black slacks and my favorite black bra.  I felt good in the outfit, comfortable.  So, imagine my surprise []

A Tale of Two Doctors and Other Interesting Stories

“Hello?” “Is James Seletyn or Rebecca Seletyn available today?” ((heavy sigh)) “No, I wish.  My Mom passed January of 2010.  My Dad has been placed in a nursing home and will never be able to pay the bill you are calling about.  Please remove this telephone number from your register as only a caretaker for the house will be here and he is not able to answer any of your questions. I have turned in my Mom’s death certificate this week to []

The Hunger Games (books 10-12)

The first book was delicious, I devoured it quickly.  (Did you catch my play on “Hunger” there?  Clever, eh?) Congratulations to Suzanne Collins, the author of this fine series of books.  She did a great job giving us the next “I have to see this when it comes out in the movies” set of books.  After Potter and Twilight, did we fear a dry season or what?  She did not disappoint.  She has another series (“Gregor” about a kid in NYC who []

Everything before the but…

My Dad once told me that “everything before the but is a lie”.  Now, what did he mean?  Let me give you a few examples: I would love to help you move BUT I am busy this weekend. I would like to go out with you on a date BUT I have to wash my hair. I would volunteer BUT I have to work on each of those days. Get the point?  Well, let me officially start this blog with, “I don’t []

This Lil’ Piggy…

Friday was the appointment for Dad’s partial toe amputation.  I had explained it in a way that did not terrify him.  They are going to “work” on your toe.  They have to take the dead black part of.  Nonthreatening language that I was careful to word myself in a way that would not send Dad into a tailspin.  Thursday night I went to bed early knowing that Friday was going to be a long day.  At 430AM my cell phone goes off.  []

Bittersweet Symphony

As I took my jacket off Daddy burst into tears: “I was just thinking I would call Alex or Mandy and have them bring your Mommy to see me.  I miss her and I wanted to see her.  Then I remembered she was dead.”  And then he wept harder.  He asked how we got here, did he have a stroke?  I went through a brief summary – the surgery, the cardiac arrest, the hypoxia and lack of oxygen, the stay and Huntington []

Call The Sheriff!

“I am calling the sheriff!  You have me here against my will!  Who are you?  Where am I?!?” Yesterday morning was a far cry different than the day of transport for Dad.  I received a call from a befuddled Dad that morning.  With his hearing impairment he could not understand me but was shouting I needed to get there as soon as possible, paperwork needed to be filed.  Once I got there, I walked into the room (with much trepidation, not knowing []

Overbrook Center – New Beginnings

Before I start my blog, Dad has been moved to a new facility:  Overbrook Center, Middleport, Ohio, Room 309.  I am getting a phone put into his room and will update with a number as soon as I can.  Now to the blog… Yesterday was supposed to be a happy day.  It really was.  I found a nursing home that is pretty great and only 9.3 miles from my house.  Previously driving door-to-door was 67.6 miles.  I tracked it yesterday on, what []