Dad, Pink has died! — YouTube from the CEC Library

Let us address an important topic: expectation is the father or mother of grief. To illustrate, I will share a personal story. My daughter, in tears, told me, "Dad, Pink died." Pink was the pet mouse she spoke with every day. Observing her grief, I asked, "What are you going to do with this energy?" She did not understand and asked, "What energy?" I answered that it was the energy of grief and explained, "My father died two months ago, which was a great loss because we had a history together."

She agreed, and I continued: "What do I do with this emotional energy that is so dense and destructive? I need to find a path for it; otherwise, I will end up in the books on psychology and psychoanalysis, which say that normal grief lasts from six months to a year and that beyond that it is considered pathological." I suggested transforming this energy into something healthy that benefits us and others as well. She looked at me and said she did not know how to transform this energy. I already knew where I would put it. When she mentioned the loss, I felt it immediately. Every day, without her knowing, I too visited Pink's cage, talked to him, and checked whether he had water and food. I care about everything around me. I decided that this energy would become a page in my book.