After we lost our cat and thought of getting a new one, I thought a lot about beginnings and endings and how different people look at them. Some feel guilty about starting something new after something ended. I often observed this in relationships. My mother-in-law felt guilty about enjoying life after her husband died. She spent 23 years in depression that she caused by her conviction that she does not deserve to be happy and has to grieve for the rest of her life. She thought it was not ok to feel or show joy. That’s why on the one hand, she complained about being lonely but on the other hand, hid in her house, avoiding any company. I totally understand the shock, the missing, and all the struggles that go along with such a loss. It all needs time, and people should take their individual time. What I mean here is that some think they must bury themselves in sadness as an unwritten law.