EVERY BEGINNING AFTER ALL IS NOTHING BUT A SEQUEL, AND THE BOOK OF EVENTS IS ALWAYS OPEN IN THE MIDDLE. wislawa szymborska. April a month of beginnings. It is in nature everywhere. Bright green, tender buds, baby birds, fresh sweet scents. But for me April also is a month of endings. I have lost very dear ones to me in April. It is a confusing month. For outside spring is in full bloom, there is new life at every turn. My heart is full of conflicting emotion these past days. Thinking much of the past, time spent with loved ones, thinking about what was, and wondering about what might have been. Sharpness of intense pain has eased to a familiar ache. I enjoy the beauty of the new beginnings and see the start of life again. Knowing that I'm in the middle of a multi layered story with many good byes, hellos, and loves makes it all worth while in the end.