Month: March 2016


a la hora de poner la mesa éramos cinco:
mi padre, mi madre, mis hermanas
y yo. después, mi hermana mayor
se casó. después, mi hermana menor
se casó. después, mi padre murió. hoy
a la hora de poner la mesa, somos cinco,
menos mi hermana mayor que está
en su casa, menos mi hermana menor
que está en su casa, menos mi madre viuda. cada uno
de ellos es un lugar vacío en esta mesa donde
como solo. pero estarán siempre aquí.
a la hora de poner la mesa, seremos siempre cinco.
mientras uno de nosotros esté vivo, seremos
siempre cinco.

– josé luís peixoto

It is not important to defend your faults…, it is important to overcome them. Stella Adler

Newton Jones

Newton and I have been friends for 12 years. Justin and I bought him with our wedding money, and for a long time he was the most expensive thing we owned. When we got him, he was a tiny puppy that fit in the palm of my hand. We weren’t sure what to name him, and it was Martin who came up with the name. A newton is a unit of force, a handheld portable, and the last name of a white-haired genius. Perfect fit! Well, maybe not the genius part, but that’s ok because he has a huge heart. 

Newton has been a constant companion all these years. He watched my three children arrive home, he was there when Justin didn’t come back, and he came with us when we left our old home for our new one. In our most joyous moments and during the darkest days, he had always been there: unwavering, unfailing, always smiling. So much love in such a small body!

Thank you, Newton. Good boy. 

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