(So I was on Tumblr and I saw a gif...It was of CB and I think it was from Cybil...any way someone used the gif of him dramatically falling to the ground. It made me laugh and brought tears to my eyes. Seeing this place is dead, I decide to come back here and do a bit of an ending summary...So here goes nothing.)

A family can be made out of love and broken the same way.

Harry and Tanya had their best and worst moments together. Heart ship always came, from the very beginning as the story went on. From high school drama to emotional turmoil after. Seeing the woman you love with another man, seeing the man you loved with another man. Fighting to make sure that lost love never hurt again, fighting to steal that person away. It all seemed to blend in happiness and heartache. In passion for one another, out of lust or love. Seeming to be something of pure fantasy and yet true reality.

They went on in their lives together to marry. With four children being made, one by another man. While one was lost too young. Alison, Harold, Gregory, and precious Abigail. Their worlds and the truth are shown of their love.

As the children grew up and left home. Things did slow down in their lives. At least partly, seeing there were still those moments. Ones of complete terror and welcome desire.

Alison married a man from her father's work. A lawyer name Jeremy Hamilton. The two had two kids together and simple yet complicated life together.

Harold join the military and was shot in combat. He came back home with the injury to find out. That he had a son by a woman named Sara. A woman who was supposed to have given up the child. They married each other and lived happily enough.

While Greg, never married or had a civil union. As some like to call it. No, he met a man name,d Adam Hart. The two lived and love each other. Finding each other in their late thirties. Truly finding their other half.

Each child's life mirrored their parents in some way. Showing how much the two people affected their lives. Even until the end.

Harry Bright died on a day in September, he was 65. It was a heart attack that took him. He had been home with Tanya. They were having dinner and talking about their children and grandchildren. Speaking about a coming Sunday. When the attack struck him. The paramedics didn't arrive in time to save him. He died holding his wife's hand. Staring on her face for the last time.

Tanya didn't take it well being alone. She moved in with Alison and Jeremy a year after Harry's death. It was where she lived until she was 72. When she went to sleep one night. A book next to her. It was a romance novel. She didn't wake up the next day. Alison's son Bradley found his grandmother like that. He didn't know she was dead. Jeremy came in and found her, knowing it.

Harry and Tanya were buried next to each other. Next to their daughter Abigail. All the children and grandchildren stood by their graves. Tears falling until they couldn't cry anymore. Until they began to tell stories about the two people. Speaking of awkward moments, of good times and bad. Of times where they could do nothing but grin and bear their parents. Two people that made them complete. That made them know what love was.

At the funeral, Abigail Hamilton, Jeremy, and Alison's daughter looked up to her mother. She was eight and the youngest grandchild. "Mommy.." The little girl says. Causing her parents to look down on her. "What is it?" Ask Jeremy.

"I miss them..."

Everyone looked at the little girl. Smiling for a few, tears falling for others. Alison knelt down and held her daughter's shoulders. Staring at the little girl's face. "We do too.." She admitted before pulling the girl in her arms. Beginning to find the tears she had left. Jeremy covered his mouth and sobbed softly. Finding a kind of peace in that sad moment. Knowing they were now together again.

-End