I will miss this show so goddamn much. In the end, the only question it asked—the only mystery—was how do you live your life knowing with 100% certainty that you will lose every single person you love. And the best answer it could give was this: you reach out a hand.
I've thought about this a lot lately, the defining characteristic of my favorite cultural and life endeavors, and I finally figured out that it's "generosity." A generosity of spirit and humor, an openness to asking questions that have not one but a thousand different answers, with each of those answers based on a personal experience, and each relying on a simple shared acceptance of understanding. What can you do but ask someone to trust that what you've experienced in this life is real? How can you express love or communion or faith or courage in any way but "yes"?