In mourning, the horizon of experience ranges from bitter cold and darkness to the breaking of delicate buds in the first gentle light of spring. Viewed this way, April captures the emotional world of the grieving like no other month. This experience is woven into the stories of the pastoral caregiver and grief companion Hubert Böke like a red thread. His wise and poetic tales speak of bitter cold and wintry darkness on the path of grief, but also of the new awakening of life force—cautious like the first signs of spring yet resilient. They encourage one to embrace grief and not to lose hope. For when spring quietly knocks at the door again, it is time to trust and dare to engage with life once more.