Whenever I see a feather fall from the sky I think of you. Now I'll always have a feather from heaven to remind me of my angels.
Our darling son, missed every day, love you so very much, #ONEJACKNOTTY
Miss you xxx
This feather is dedicated to my sister Carol who we lost suddenly last summer. She used to talk a lot about white feathers after our dad died, and she always took it as a sign he was still with us in spirit whenever she saw one. On the morning after she died, I was sat outside in shock and struggling to take in what had just happened, when a pure white feather landed squarely on my lap and I found it so comforting.
Carol was full of kindness, warmth, generosity and had an energy that meant she lived life to the full. She genuinely made the most out of every day, for which we are very grateful. I miss Carol terribly, as do all the family and her many friends.
Nothing will ever fill the hole you have left in our hearts. But we will remember the special adventures we shared and the love you showed the world. You were truly one in a million.
Remembered forever with love.
In memory of two beautiful souls reunited forever, our dearest Mum and Dad, tucked away safely in our hearts and remembered always. We miss them every day and they are loved beyond words xxxx
In loving memory of Sally
In loving memory of Nev, a much loved Husband and Dad. Forever in our hearts and thoughts.
Always in our hearts and thoughts xxx
Love always
A feather from above
Loved and missed forever and a day xx
Stu, time moves on and your loss leaves a void that can never be replaced, happy memories though last a lifetime x
In memory of the best Step Mum that any family could wish to have in their lives x
I miss you, Daddy.
Love you lots.
Jakey xxx
Martin , Miss you every day my darling
All my love Susie
Love and Miss you loads
In the early hours of 28th January 2022 I kissed my gorgeous husband for the last time. All I can say, two years on, is don’t under estimate the devastating impact of loss and grief
The amazing care and compassion shown by the staff at the hospice, in the short time he was there, was the only thing that kept me sane at the worst time of my life. Two years on and the pain is as raw today as it was the day he died.Missing my cheeky, lovable, funny husband every day.
Remembered with Love now and always. XXX