That saddest thing I ever saw at a funeral was when my great aunt (grandma’s sister) passed away. There was a teenage girl who lived across the street who had an abusive father and my Aunt had an idea about it and told her to come over to be safe, whenever she needed to. She kept a back door unlocked so she could come in anytime.
The girl spoke at my aunt’s funeral and while few other people knew who she was, I was aware of the situation, and she went up there and said how amazing my aunt was and started crying and mumbled under her breath something along the lines of “I don’t have anywhere to go now” and that broke my heart. Damn, it’s making me tear up thinking about it now... She’d be in her 20’s, if not early 30’s now, but hopefully she was okay.