A year after the Nova massacre, survivors are still paralyzed with grief
Alice Austin writes: At Adama Tova, grief hangs thick in the air. The sun seems to linger as it sets over the horizon, shining warm golden light on a yurt where siblings of Nova festival survivors are finishing up an art therapy session. Others mill about the garden, sitting on bean bags and sofas, and snacking on cakes and fruit in the communal kitchen. People move slowly here. Even the crickets sound mournful. “Anyone you see here over the age…