The First Law Of Thermodynamics
Teva, my sister’s golden retriever, is gone.
We had to put him to sleep.
About an hour before he took his last breath, I picked him up and put him in the back of the car. We stared into each other’s eyes for a few final moments and then my sister and brother-in-law drove him to the vet.
My nephews and I sat home in silence and sniffles.
I thought the three of us could all use some candy and on the way out to the car I said, “Guys, this just shows us, once again, that just about everything we worry about isn’t worth worrying about. Love is the only thing that matters.”
You’d think this would be lost on eleven year olds, but gratefully, it wasn’t.
I wrote similar words, in my head, as rushed I to my sister’s house this afternoon:
There is love and there is consciousness, and then there is the consciousness of love. All else is an illusion, albeit, as Einstein said, a very persistent one.
Thank you, to all of you around the world, who loved my boy as well,