Dear Fenway, It is the sixth day since you crossed the rainbow bridge. It never occurred to me you would go on this adventure so soon. I imagined us growing into senior years together. Your slick, incredibly shiny black coat would slowly…
“Mirror Mirror on the wall, I’m my mother after all.” Mom helping me dress wedding day 1982 It happened just the other day when I went into the downstairs bath to get a tissue. I looked into the mirror as is my habit…
What if I change course to pursue a lifestyle of fun, learning and writing? Since moving to Baltimore last fall, I spent time just being, what I always craved when I had communications jobs where I had prestige yet no time to…
Halloween, Halloween, this is Halloween. All hail the pumpkin king! Come little children, it’s time to play We D’Agostinos love Halloween! It is hands down our favorite holiday. We had such fun creating magick in our little plot at 201 Miles. T made…
Mark D’Agostino, my T, is a man who loves simple joys— family, friends, his bicycle, naps, Red Sox, an icy craft beer and church chicken barbecues. He isn’t a fancy guy, preferring jeans and sneakers to a spiffy suit and wing tips. And…
Come live me and be my love, the best is yet to be. Thirty years ago today I married the love of my life, Mark Anthony D’Agostino. He is my sun , moon & stars; string to my kite; my Tony—my other.…
Adventurers 1992 “My father didn’t tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.” —Clarence Budington Kelland T is the Pied Piper of our family. From the moment the boys were born, he had a vision for…
“Mommy loves the breeze on her knees. And sweet peas. I love Mommy.” –Adam, circa 1993 Little Momma 1963 I always knew I wanted to be a mom. Every Christmas Santa would bring me a new baby that I would love up…
Happy Birthday Baby Girl! I love this photo that speaks the promise of a life of joy ahead. I suspect the photographer was my dad Henry because he was our family historian. See how we are smiling so brightly? Henry captured a…