The Four Seasons

Honest and heartfelt, delicate and intense, Four Seasons is both a beautiful celebration of family and the shocking aftermath of loss. As the four seasons of life are guaranteed, this is a story of how to live through them with courage and purpose.

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Are you prepared for the inevitable?

At some point in your life, you will contemplate the end and question what it is like to depart from the only thing you’ve know. Your surroundings. Your loved ones. Your mortality. You may run through various questions in your head, think about conversations, or allow your mind to wander through the unknown. Hesitation and uncertainty might consume you to the core, or a sensation of comfort and contentment will set you free.

In Four Seasons, Chris Widener shares the relatable journey of Jonathan Blake and his family though a year in their life, confronted with unavoidable tragedy. After he is diagnosed with cancer, Jonathan reflects on the growth of his children, watching them take life into their own hands and create light in the darkest of times. The Blakes’ encounter the grandest of joys through the celebrations marking the passing of special events, as well as the withering burden of the painful paths we are all expected to travel at different intervals of time. With life coming to a halt, he cherishes every waking moment and doesn’t allow fate to slow him down or hold him back from making change.

Honest and heartfelt, delicate and intense, Four Seasons is both a beautiful celebration and a shocking aftermath. The four seasons of life are guaranteed. They will come eventually to everyone. This is the story of how the four seasons came to one family, and how they lived through them with courage, strength, emotion and purpose. Jonathan’s journey reminds us that there is a balance in life--celebrating the joys it brings and the sorrows of death. Now it’s up to you…will you take your turn putting yourself in someone else’s shoes, visualizing life through the perspective of another? Are you ready to see a glimpse of reality?