Missing you is the hardest thing I've to deal with everyday.
We will meet again.
Forever by my side, always holding my hand.
29 Jun 1945 to 30 Jan 2021
Stu, time moves on and your loss leaves a void that can never be replaced, happy memories though last a lifetime x
I miss you every day
My precious Great Nephew who died too young
Forever in our hearts.
Husband and father, dearly missed.
Loved and remembered. Miss you little brother xx
All the family miss you.
So many golden moments in life have happened without being able to share with you but you are always in our thoughts.
You passed peacefully with the help and guidance of St Barnabas
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.
My soulmate
I miss you
so much
it hurts
I will love
you always
Taken too soon .Always in our thoughts. Missed by so many .Love you forever. Jane and family xx
In memory of an incredible Dad and Grandad. We love you and we miss you x
Never a day goes by without us thinking of you xx
Andrew
My love my life my best friend love always
Louise
Love and miss you all, forever in my heart. A permanent feather to remind us that our angels are always near xxx
Our starman is waiting in the sky
A beloved wife mother nanny and auntie we all miss you so much but the feathers
You land all over shows us your there and happy now with your mum at peace
Love you mum xx
Mum, you are the most beautiful memory I'll keep locked inside my heart. X
Always loved from us all
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
Remembering Angela.
My dearly loved and missed friend ❤️
In our thoughts always from all the family