Empty, Lonely, Broken, Hoping
Sometimes your world just ends. It changes everything you've been. And all that's left to be is empty, broken, lonely, hoping...
Gwen Cooper-William's first funeral was when her granddaddy has passed away. She was four and so very innocent. She had thought that he was only sleeping. She didn't understand why the people were sad, why they cried. She especially didn't understand what everyone was saying about "seeing him again."
Then she grew up.
"We're gathered here today," the woman started, "To honor and remember a wonderful man by the name of Ianto Jones. Ianto was a fried, a brother, an uncle, a lover
" She left the last word trail off unquestioned. "I'm not here today," Gwen started again, "to tell you it's all going to be alright, that we'll all move on, that we're going to see him again because I don't know that. I'm not here to tell lies and give false hope. I'm here to tell you the truth. Where you go from there is your choice."
They keep saying time will heal, b
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