The air is cold as we stand here, the wind chilling us to the bone. It's so silent. There are no birds singing, the trees aren't even rustling with the wind, everything's just so still and so surreal. It's like we're stuck in some bad dream. But we all know it's not a dream. We know she's gone. We know it now because we've just laid her to rest, in this silent cemetery, the sky full of dark clouds and a light rain falling.

I look around me at the colleagues and friends that are still here, half an hour after my Jan's coffin has been lowered into the ground, offering their silent support. Colonel Jack O'Neill, his expression filled with pain from the wound he has sustained is standing at one side of me. He's still supposed to be in the Infirmary but wanted to come and pay his respects to the doctor who had healed him and saved his life countless times. For all of his bravado and humour I can tell that Jan's death has affected him a lot. The pair of them had such a similar sense of humour that whenever they were brought together in the Infirmary or around the base that they bounced off one another, teasing one another and winding each other up. He had a lot of respect for Jan, it was apparent even throughout his teasing her and his sarcasm, and it was a mutual respect. Now he's living with the fact that he got hit and survived while she died and I can see it's not easy for him to say goodbye. I can see him thinking it should have been him.

Teal'c is standing at Jack's side, his face solemn. He truly has been my rock since Jan's passing. He and Daniel both have been so supportive. I truly couldn't ask for better friends than the people I have here with me now. I can see Teal'c occasionally glancing over at me, silently asking if I'm all right, but most of the time his eyes are focused on her grave. He's finding it hard to believe she's gone I think. Like so many others of us are. He made it one of his duties to protect Jan but this time he couldn't. No one could protect her and now we're not going to see that little ray of sunshine walk among us again. I swear I see a tear slip down his cheek.

General Hammond is standing beside Teal'c. He was like a father to Jan and I know he feels her loss to be the loss of a daughter. From his words after her passing I could see that her loss is one of the hardest he'd have to bear. She was under his command, but she was also his friend. Someone he had grown close to and had the utmost respect for. Someone he too wanted to protect and look after, and now she's been taken away from him. He's always been like a father to me too and it pains me to see him so solemn and sombre. He's such a kind man. Cass once described him as a teddy bear. He must have seen so much death during his time in the military, but this...I think he's finding this one of the more difficult.

On the other side of me is Cass. No matter how hard I try and console her she won't be consoled. She's just seen her beloved mother laid to rest and nothings going to ease the pain she's experiencing today. It's so final isn't it...? When you see someone you love lowered into the ground like that. I think it's just hit her that her mother really has gone. I don't think those tears are going to stop for a while yet and I don't think she'll ever stop wondering why it had to happen. I don't think any of us will. All I can do is be the best parent I can be, and do everything I can to let her know that she's so loved and never alone. I only hope that I'm the good mother Jan always thought I could be.

Next to Cass is Daniel. I can see he's barely holding it together as we stand by her grave. His blue eyes are shining with tears and his face is pale and gaunt. Since the night he spent at ours he's been a little better in himself. He's been more like the Daniel we know and love, helping us with our grief and letting us help him deal with his, but now it seems that the tortured Daniel I saw that night he came to ours has reappeared. The Daniel who collapsed in tears in my arms because he was bottling up his grief, keeping it all deep in his heart until he just had to fall to pieces. The Daniel who was broken, his heart torn. He keeps seeing what brought us to this point in time. He keeps seeing her in a way he'd rather not. I wish he could see her at peace instead of lying on the ground bleeding and... Gone. I wish he could truly stop blaming himself for Janet's passing, but looking at him now I see so many different things on his face, so many different conflicts and feelings raging inside of him that I wouldn't even know where to start helping him. Now he's truly had to face saying his goodbyes and instead of seeing her being laid to rest he just sees her being shot down in front of him, and his being unable to help her tearing so many lives apart.

As for me...I'm coping... I think. I'm trying my hardest to hold things together but I know that they can all see through the facade. They can sense I'm really falling apart. The truth is I don't know what I'm going to do without her. Never in my mind had I been able to picture these days. The grief that has been all consuming, the torture that I've been going through, the love that fills my heart for the woman who is no longer here...the day when I'd have to see her coffin lowered into the ground and it truly hits me how far away from me she really is now. It means so much to me having these people around me, I'm so blessed to have such wonderful friends, and all have lost someone...maybe even more than one person in their lives and got through it okay before... But it's so hard to see myself getting through this right now and carrying on a life she was part of without her by my side.

I don't want to be looking at a grave. I want to be looking at her, alive and smiling and laughing. I want to be holding her and to have her kiss me and tell me how much she loves me and Cass, and to tell her I love her back with all my heart and soul, I don't want to be alone like this. That's the thing about death though isn't it? It's hardly ever expected and you're hardly ever prepared for it. You just take it for granted that it will happen later rather than sooner and very often because of that there's so much left unsaid. I'd give anything to have her here with me but she really, truly is gone now. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, and while I know that she'll be with us in our hearts and souls and in all of our memories, I know she'll never truly be among us again.

"The service was beautiful." Comes a voice from behind me and I feel a strong hand placed on my shoulder, squeezing it.

I turn around to see my father there, his brown eyes solemn.

"Do you think she would think so?" I ask him quietly.

He puts his fingers under my chin and props it up so I'm looking right into my eyes.

"You know she would have Sammie." He whispers kissing me on the forehead tenderly.

"I feel so lost dad." I whisper tearfully and honestly wanting so much for him to take me in his arms, wave some magic wand and make it all okay again.

"I know my darling." He replies rubbing my back comfortingly like I was a little girl again.

I look up at him, my eyes filling with tears and I can tell that he's finding it hard to see his daughter like this.

"Why dad? Why did it have to happen to her? Why?" I ask him breaking down.

He pulls me into his strong arms and rocks me gently, and suddenly, for a moment, I feel as if everything's going to be all right again because I'm in my fathers' arms and fathers can make everything better. But deep down I know they're not going to be all right again and I cling on to him for dear life, never wanting him to let go.

"She meant the world to you didn't she?" He whispers into my hair, so quietly that only I can catch it.

I look down at the grass, afraid to answer.

"Sammie...?" He whispers softly and tearfully.

"I wanted to tell you dad. It's just with the military Jan and I...we... I thought you..."

He puts his thumb over my lips to quieten me and looks at me, deep into my blue eyes.

"Sammie I just want you to be happy and I'm so glad that she brought such happiness to you and to your life. She was a lovely young woman and you were perfect for each other." He tells me softly.

"You're telling me that because she's gone. If she was here..." I start unable to believe that he had known all along of my feelings for Janet, and so scared that he's saying just what he thinks I want to hear.

"I'd say the same. Sammie your happiness means more to me than anything. I'm not disappointed in you. I'm not angry with you...I'm happy that she brought some sunshine into your life...and I'm so sorry that she's gone." He tells me, a tear falling down his cheek. "I just wanted you to know that." He tells me kissing the top of my head

"Oh dad...it means so much to hear you say that." I tell him putting my arms around my father and resting his head on my chest.

"You're my little girl Sam and I love you. All I ever want for you is for you to follow your heart and to be happy and if you were happy with Janet I accept that I really do. I just wish that you didn't have to go through this sweetheart." He soothes me.

"You think I want to be going through this? Dad...I... I..."

"What Sam?" He asks me putting both his hands on my shoulders and once again looking right at me.

"I loved her dad." I tell him, so frightened of his reaction.

"Oh Sammie..." He whispers pulling me close to him again. "I know. Don't ever be afraid to say it. She wouldn't want that." He then tells me rocking me again.

"But I can't even tell them how I felt...not how I really felt. The only people who knew were Daniel and Cassie."

"It must make this so hard for you." He comments softly.

I nod and sniffle as the tears begin to fall again.

"It's not fair dad." I tell him tearfully.

"I know. Baby I know." He tells me holding me as I cry. "But I'm here now, as long as you need me."

" But what about...?"

"You are the most important thing in the world to me sweetheart and I'm not leaving you when you need me...so if you'll have me then I'd like to stay with you and Cass for a while...just while you find your feet." He tells me softly.

I nod.

"I'd like that." I reply with a small smile, so relieved to have my fathers support.

He smiles sadly.

"You would have liked her a lot dad." I tell him truthfully.

"I'm sure I would." He replies kissing my nose.

We're interrupted by the approach of the General, Teal'c and Jack who's obviously very uncomfortable because of his injury.

"We're going to head back to mine now, the others left here a while ago and as the wakes at mine and I'm her they're kind of locked out." Jack tells me sheepishly.

I smile a little.

"Did you want a lift or anything...?" He then asks me softly and I can see the concern in his eyes.

"No it's okay...I think Cass and I would like some more time here. I think maybe Daniel would too." I comment glancing at Daniel who nods.

"Okay. Take as long as you need all right? We'll all be there for you when you arrive." He tells me putting a hand gently on my shoulder.

"Thank you." I reply gratefully. "How...?" I start motioning to his wound.

"It's sore. Very sore actually but at least I'm here." He mentions looking at Janet's grave sadly. "She was an amazing woman the Doc. She's going to be missed very much. She saved so many lives. I just wish I got to tell her how thankful I am for all of the times she saved mine." He tells me regretfully.

"I'm sure she knows Jack." I reassure him.

"I liked her you know? She was a good person, an amazing Doctor and a doting mother. She was one of the nicest people I've ever met. Who am I going to exchange insults with now?" He asks me trying to lighten the mood a little.

"She liked you too." I reply.

"She was very brave Sam. You should be proud kiddo." He tells Cass looking at her and smiling a little.

"I was always proud." She replies honestly then walking over to Jack and hugging him gently so as not to hurt him. "I'm glad you're feeling better." She tells him softly; though seeming to sense how much pain he's in physically and emotionally.

"You're going to be okay Cass." He tells her softly.

She nods quietly and then walks back over to Daniel.

"Well I'll see you back at mine okay?" Jack says quietly hugging me and then Cass, and then walking over to Daniel and patting him on the back softly.

"Major Carter, I too will see you at O'Neill's." Teal'c tells me walking over to me. "You honoured her memory well Samantha." Teal'c then tells me bringing tears to my eyes.

"Thank you Teal'c." I reply honestly as he pulls me into a hug.

As Teal'c walks over to Cassie and Daniel the General walks over to me.

"Teal'cs right Sam you did honour her memory well. I've never been prouder, or sadder than I feel today." He tells me softly. "I'll see you back at Colonel O'Neill's." He then tells me hugging me too before walking over to Janet's grave and laying down a lily he had been holding in his hands.

I look at my father.

"I'm going to go back to Jacks with George and the boys. I get the feeling the three of you need this time alone."

I smile at him gratefully.

"I love you dad." I tell him kissing him on the cheek.

"I love you too." He replies affectionately. "See you in a little while." He tells me cupping my cheeks in his hands and kissing my forehead before motioning for the others to follow him to the cars so we can have some time alone.

As the others leave I pull Cass into my arms and kiss her on the top of her head.

"You holding up okay baby girl?" I ask her softly.

She shrugs.

"How about you?" She asks me in reply and looking up at me a little concerned.

I shrug too.

"The flowers are beautiful." She comments looking at all of the flowers that surround her mothers' grave.

"They are. She was very much loved." I tell Cass amazed by the sheer volume of bouquets that lay in a colourful tribute to my lover and her mother.

"So are you." Cassie tells me quietly.

"You too baby." I reply affectionately.

I kiss the top of her head tenderly and we watch as Daniel walks over to Jan's grave and kneels down at the side of it, tracing his fingers along the words on the headstone, then placing a rose in front of it.

"He loved mom didn't he?" Cassie asks me tearfully watching Daniel.

"He did sweetheart. He really did." I reply.

"And he had to watch her die. That's so horrible. " She tells me, an incredible sadness in her voice.

"It is, but at least she wasn't alone sweetheart. I couldn't bear to think of her dying on her own." I tell our girl softly.

"It seems so final now. It's like the last few day's we've been in some sort of limbo but now..." she comments looking at her mothers grave sadly.

"I know." I reply softly. "But at least she's at peace now Cass. At least she's at rest." I tell the young woman, at least grateful for that.

Cassie nods watching Daniel as he solemnly walks back over to us.

"Can I go and look at the flowers?" She asks me quietly.

"Of course you can baby." I tell her keeping an eye on her as she goes to have a look, then turning to Daniel.

"Is everything okay with you and your father?" He asks me softly putting a hand on my back.

"Yeah, it really is." I tell him smiling. "He uh...he'd guessed about Jan and I and... He was okay with it. He's just so sorry I've lost her."

"Me too." Daniel replies putting an arm around me. "You've done her proud today Sam. I bet she's looking down on you right now so grateful for such a beautiful send off." He tells me softly.

"I hope so. I hope she knows how much I love her. How much I wanted to make our goodbye to her a special one."

"And you did. Where did you find those words...the ones that are on her headstone? They're beautiful." He tells me as we watch Cassandra tearfully reading the cards on the beautiful flowers that surround her mothers' grave.

"They were in her letter to Cass and me. It was one of her favourite songs before she..." I start tearfully still unable to bring myself to say the word.

"It's a lovely tribute." He tells me rubbing my back.

"Thank you." I reply gratefully. "Today's been really hard on you hasn't it?" I ask him. "I know it's hard on all of us, but for you..." I start rubbing my already tired eyes.

"I'm okay Sam really." He reassures me unconvincingly.

I sigh. I wish just this one time he'd stop trying to protect me from how he's feeling and what he's going though. I know he's doing it for my benefit. I know that he's trying his hardest to make the day a little easier for me, even if it does mean he's having to keep a lot of his feelings to himself, but I'd rather he didn't. I'd rather he let me in a little because grieving or not he's still my friend and I don't want him to keep his pain to himself when he needs to talk about it. I would never forgive myself if I found out how bad he was feeling and he felt that he couldn't come to me about it.

"Stop pretending Daniel I can see you're not okay." I tell him. "Just let me in. You were opening up before. What changed?" I ask him.

"It's because of me that she's here. Because I couldn't save her. Every time I see that headstone I see her getting hit and I see me beside her unable to do a thing for her. I feel so guilty all over again, especially seeing everyone today in mourning. It shouldn't have happened Sam. It shouldn't have happened to her...of all people. She was always trying to save lives, how could someone take hers?" He asks me breaking down in tears. "Why couldn't it be me instead of her?" He asks me.

I take him into my arms and kiss his head.

"Don't say that." I reply breaking down myself, my body overcome with sobs. "Don't think that Daniel please."

"But at least then you'd still have her Sam." He tells me tearfully.

"Yeah and we'd be here grieving for you. Daniel as much as I hate what's happened to her, as much as I can barely think of the day ahead at the moment, I don't want you to think it should be you gone instead of her, and you know she wouldn't want you to think that. I know it's easy for me to say and hard for you to do but you need to stop feeling guilty for this. You need to do it for me, for Cass and for Jan. It's hard I know. Terrible things keep replaying in your mind, but she wouldn't want you to torture yourself, and if she's watching over you right now I bet she's so worried for you."

He looks up at the sky as if expecting to see her, tears still filling his piercing blue eyes.

"You know what you said about you seeing her outside the house? And how you spoke to her and you could feel her... Just like she was really here?" He asks me quietly.

I nod.

"That night when I was at yours...when you went upstairs...I saw her." He tells me looking at the ground.

"You did?" I ask quietly, unable to believe he hasn't told me this before.

"She was sitting on the chair opposite me...just looking at me really sadly" He tells me softly.

"What did she say?" I ask him realising how crazy this would sound to someone who didn't really know us.

"That she was sorry. She was so sorry that I had to see what I did and that she was so sorry I was in so much pain because of it. She told me she didn't want to leave but that it was her time...and that she was at peace now...and she told me she missed us all so much and would always be with us whenever our hearts called out to her...she told me to watch over you both and I promised I would...and she thanked me for being there when she passed on and for not letting her be alone...She thanked me for being her best friend Sam, and for everything I'd done for all of you...for watching over you... And she told me it wasn't my fault." He whispers getting it all off his chest.

"Then believe her Daniel." I tell him softly.

"You saw mom?" Comes a voice from beside us and I realise Cassie is standing beside us. "Both of you saw her?" She repeats.

"Well Cass the truth is we don't know... It could have been a dream it..."

"No it was her." Cassie replies adamantly. "Well not physically but it was her spirit I know it was" She tells us.

We both look at her confused.

"I saw her too." She tells us both quietly as if scared to admit it. "The same night you did... I woke up when Daniel was round and I wanted to call you because I was so sad... But I could hear Daniel was upset and...I was crying...and she was there. She told me that she loved me so much...how I was her little girl and always would be... And that it'd all be okay... That you'd take care of me..." She tells me tears streaming down her pretty cheeks. "And she told me how sorry she was that she had to leave us...and how if she'd had the chance to fight she would have because she couldn't bear the thought that I'd lost another mom...and she didn't want me to blame you Daniel...and she didn't want you to blame yourself and she wanted me to let you know that because she doesn't want to be the cause of any pain in your life..." Cassandra tells us. "And she sat with me until I fell asleep and she was stroking my hair... And I could feel her doing it. It was her." She tells us tearfully.

"Oh sweetheart why didn't you say anything? Why didn't either of you say anything? I ask them both taking Cassie into my arms and rocking her gently.

"I thought you'd think I was nuts or something." Cassie tells me sniffing.

"Honey your mom loved you so, so, much. If there was any way she could have comforted you she would have. I believe what I saw that night was her trying to let me know she's okay...and I believe it was the same for you...and Daniel." I tell her honestly.

"It was her Sam...she was there... And I know she's not coming back again. I know that she's physically gone but she is with us in our hearts and that night just showed how she's watching over us. Like she said she'll always be with us when we need her. Even today." Cass tells me putting her arms around me tightly.

I notice Daniels attention has shifted from us to another point in the graveyard and I see two figures walking towards us. One I recognise as Lieutenant Wells and the other...

"Oh my god...Jonas?" I call as he walks over to us a baby in his arms, shocked to see the young man who had proven to be an invaluable member of SG-1.

"I'm so sorry I missed the service. I would have liked to have been there to pay my respects... I can't believe it." He tells me looking at Janet's grave so sadly that it seems as if any moment he too could break.

"How...? I can't believe you're here." I tell him tearfully, so happy to see my dear friend has come to say goodbye to the woman I love.

"Daniel sent a message to my home world that Janet had been hit by a staff blast and killed. He told me today was the funeral...I wanted to be here." He tells me. "She was my friend...and so are you. I couldn't not say goodbye to such a special person Sam. I needed to come here today and let you know how much I think of you both."

I look at Daniel and smile in thanks, watching as he walks over to Lieutenant Wells and then takes the baby off Jonas, whispering baby talk to her softly.

Jonas immediately pulls me into his embrace.

"I'm sure Janet would be pleased to know you're here. She thought a lot of you, you know?" I tell him still in shock at his arrival, wiping my eyes.

"I thought a lot of her too. She was always so kind to me. She was always letting me know that no matter how much I thought I didn't belong on Earth that in her eyes I did. She was one of the sweetest people I have ever met. She made me feel at home and she saved my life. She meant a lot to me." He tells me looking once again at her grave with such sadness that I can feel it radiating off him.

"Hearing that means a lot to me. I'm glad she made such a difference to your time here Jonas. I'm sorry if others didn't."

"It's okay. It's all water under the bridge." He reassures me. "Today I'm here for Janet...nothing else. Do you mind if I..." He asks me motioning towards the grave.

I shake my head and watch as he goes over to Lieutenant Wells who hands him one of two lilies he's holding. He walks over the Janet's grave and kneels down, placing the lily at the foot of her headstone.

"I can honestly say that you were my angel while I was here on Earth. You were a person who let me know that I didn't have to keep proving myself all the time and that for the time I spent here on this planet that this was my home. You accepted me for who I was without question, you accepted all the things that some people wouldn't consider the norm... and you became a friend...a dear friend who saved my life...a gift that I am so thankful for. You are going to be truly missed Janet and while I haven't known you for very long or been here for the last months of your life I wanted to come and to say that you have always been in my thoughts, even if I couldn't be here myself to say it. I just wanted to say thank you to you today for saving me, for accepting me and for being the kind and sweet person that will be missed both here and by me on my world. I'll never forget what you did for me during my time here...and I hope with all my heart you're at peace now." He says sadly, playing with a blade of grass for minute while composing himself, before getting up and walking over to us all.

"Those were beautiful words Jonas. Thank you." I tell him, Cassandra smiling too at the knowledge that someone had come so far and said such lovely things about her mother.

"They were the truth. From my heart." He tells me solemnly.

I put an arm around him and rub his back.

"Can I..." Lieutenant Wells asks me looking at Janet's grave.

I nod quietly watching as the man Janet died saving limps over to her grave and slowly places the lily on the grass in front of her headstone.

"I guess we take for granted that we have years ahead of us until we die...even in our careers I don't think I ever expected...I wanted to say thank you Doc and to say that I'm sorry. Thank you for saving my life and for doing all that you could for me on that planet... And sorry...I'm so sorry that you died while you were doing it. I got to see my baby because of you...I have a baby daughter now...she's just perfect... You would have loved her. We named her Janet..."

I look at the baby girl in Daniels arms having heard Wells' words.

"She's called Janet?" I ask him, my mouth open wide.

"Jan died saving his life...he thought it was only right his daughter was named after the woman who saved him..." Daniel whispers as Wells breaks down with guilt.

Cassandra walks up to him slowly.

"I'm sorry your mother was taken away from you because of me..." he tells her pained.

"It wasn't because of you. She was doing her job. She died doing the thing she lived for... You named your baby after my mom..." Cass whispers to him.

He looks up at her.

"She would have liked that." Cassandra replies giving Wells a little smile. "I'm glad you got to see your baby born." She tells him before walking over to me and hugging me tightly.

"Me too." He whispers softly walking back over to us. "I hope you don't mind me coming and bringing the baby... I just wanted to pay my respects and to thank her. And Jonas needed a ride... and I wanted you to see Janet..."

I nod in understanding, grateful for his thoughtfulness and knowing how honoured Jan would be to know that his baby daughter shared her name, and that her saving Wells' life meant he got the chance to be a father to his much wanted child.

"She's gorgeous." I tell him walking over to the baby and stroking her soft cheek with my fingers. "And Cass is right; Janet would have liked that you named the baby after her." I tell him smiling softly.

Wells' nods.

"Well I need to get this one back to her mommy. I'm sorry I couldn't stay longer." He tells me.

"It means a lot you came at all." I reassure him watching as Well's wife walks up from the car and takes the baby into her arms.

"I'm so sorry for your loss." She tells us all. "She was very brave. She saved my husbands life. I just needed to let you know how thankful I am that Janet has her daddy."

I put an arm around Cass who sniffles a little, her heart aching for her mother, but also filled with pride.

"Would you like to hold Janet?" She asks me softly.

I look at Daniel, Jonas and Cass who smile.

"I uh... I'd like that..." I tell her in awe of the prefect little human being laying in her mothers arms.

She places the baby tenderly in mine, the baby clasping her tiny hand around one of my fingers.

"Hello Janet..." I whisper to the little girl kissing her tiny forehead. "You should be very proud of where your name came from. The woman you're named after was very special and brave...and loved so much... Just like you are." I tell her as she gurgles in my arms and a ray of sunlight breaks through the clouds illuminating the words on Janet's gravestone:

'Cast me gently into morning, for the night has been unkind'

Janet Elizabeth Fraiser

1968 - 2004

Beloved daughter, mother, partner and friend.

Taken by the angels in the line of duty.

'Remember me with a smile.'

We all turn to face her grave as the single beam of sunshine lights up the words engraved onto it as if by magic. I smile softly, knowing that this is her way of telling us to do what the gravestone says. Life's going to be hard without her. It's going to be different and quieter somehow. There's going to be a little less laughter and a little less sunshine, but we still have to live it. We have to carry on for her because it's what she would want us to do. She wouldn't want us to give up on our lives just because she can't be a part of them anymore. Not physically anyway.

As long as we keep her memory alive Doctor Janet Fraiser will be with us all. With the people who miss her the most, who today have come together from all different worlds to pay their respects for one incredible, sweet, gentle, loving and most importantly brave woman who left an imprint on their hearts and souls.

No matter how difficult the days seem as we deal with our grief I know that Janet will be there, with us watching over us and helping us through it because as Daniels said before, the ties that bind us to people in life are still strong, even in death.

We've all been blessed to have her in our lives and that's what we have to remember now she's gone. We have to be thankful for the time we did have with her, in our lives and in our hearts, rather than be angry over something that cannot be changed no matter how much we want it to.

She's at peace now. She's our fallen angel, an angel who's dedication and bravery should be an inspiration to us all, but instead of remembering how she was cruelly stolen away from us on that fateful day, we have to do what she wanted and remember her with a smile instead of countless tears.

Let the people you love know that you love them every day of their lives. You never know what fate has in store and you never know when the time will come for you to be parted from them. Love I have learnt, is one of life's most beautiful gifts. It was a lesson I learnt from the woman we're saying our goodbyes to today.

Rest In Peace Janet Fraiser. Our fallen angel. A hero. A mother, lover and friend.