Thank you for all those Golden years xx
Sylvia Boardman
Our beautiful, amazing mum, nannie and now shining light.
Thank you for all that you did, your guidance, your fun and special times together which are now precious memories forever.
We love and miss you each day, you are and will remain in our hearts and all that we do always xxx
Some people don’t believe in HEROES but they didn’t meet my Dad and Mum.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. With faith, hope and love. The greatest being LOVE. Love will build a bridge between your heart and mine.
From your broken hearted only daughter Mo
Never forgotten, always loved.
Mum
Missed every day
A lifetime of memories made
So loved
Xxxx
FOREVER IN MY HEART
YOU’ll ALWAYS BE MISSED
X X X
The Hazell gang will always love you and be forever proud ,
Love you for always Jules xxx
Missed very much. Taken to young
Love you always.Mum and Family.
In memory of our beautiful granddaughter, Emelia, who was tragically taken from us at the age of 21.
Grandma and Grandpa
We miss you everyday
Miss and love
you both always
– X –
In loving memory of Betty and Walter Ardron, now together again at last, forever more. Greatly missed and by their family and all who knew, loved and laughed with them. A couple who hold a special place in the hearts of their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Thank you for the wealth of memories, the happy and the sad, the touching and the downright silly, shared across the decades. We carry you with us, always.
To my darling husband.Glyn
Forever in my heart and thoughts. I miss you every day as do your daughters and grandsons.
All my love Tiggy xx
Gone but never forgotten
Love you always x
When feathers appear, angels are near…
To Dad,
"My morning service concluded, I leave the birds, to their feast.
At my feet, has been left, a single white feather.
Offering or sign, from angel or dove,
right now it is all I have to hold onto."
Love Sarah and Diana
Never forgotten and remembered always xxxx
Love and Miss you loads
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.