A triumph of a play about grief. I find myself particularly moved by the overlapping waves of grief as the play slowly becomes an ensemble piece. We are never told that these people are all various years out from losing their person, but instead we feel it. The mundane becomes truly beautiful and living a life, growing, healing is all pulled apart and looked at through the lens of the seasons so that these characters can merely exist in their ongoing feelings. Stunning. Deliciously paced.

I'm still thinking about this play a week after seeing a reading, almost like I have the script right in front of me. It's rare that a play feels so present. I love how gentle this play is. I love that it doesn't conform. I love learning a character's grocery store route, and I never thought I'd say that. I love that these people are okay.