Grief is not delivered in a tidy boxed set

with a map for navigating the barbed and twisting course 

back to the land of the living.

Helping hands are not included. 

And you can forget about a light for the end of the tunnel.

Grief arrives alone. Plain. Raw. Bare.

 

Makeup artist Jocelyn Connor was living large. Broadway large.

Until grief knocked her flat. No map. No hand. No light.

She takes a job in Jackson to escape her past and get back on course.

 

Disillusioned actor Riley Graves was also living large. Hollywood large.

Until he realized life in the spotlight was actually devoid of light.

He takes a role in Wyoming to escape the fame game and get back on track.

 

Their rocky paths will align on the back lot of 

The Making of Saying Goodbye.

 

Riley has a hand for her. 

Jocelyn holds the light for him.

 

When hope finally arrives,

packaged with all its glorious bells and whistles,

Will they recognize it?

Will they see the extraordinary circumstances

causing their paths to cross?

Or will grief and distrust

Blind them to the possibilities?