Always remembered, always missed, always loved, always my hero xx
My beautiful man, my husband Tim,
Words cannot describe how much I miss you every second of every day!
I love you to the moon and back and back again!
Aways and forever in my heart. xxxxxx
Missing you is the hardest thing I've to deal with everyday.
We will meet again.
Mum, Sister and Nanna. Love is not about possession, love is about appreciation. Always appreciated in our memory.
Beloved Mum & Dad to Emily, Laura and Sam and loving grandparents to Fleur, Patrick and Iris.
Always in our hearts.
Xxxx
Always in our memories. Will never be forgotten. Lots of love Diane, Sarah, John and Uncle Arthur xxxx
For all our absent friends!
Think about you everyday, the pain doesn’t go away. Love and miss you always dad. Sara xx
Trish you are still missed every day. Love Gerard
For our beautiful daughter, Sarah Elizabeth Loughton, we love you so much, always have, always will. You are never far from our thoughts and will always be in our hearts.
But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white—then melts for ever;
Or like the borealis race,
That flit ere you can point their place;
Or like the rainbow’s lovely form
Evanishing amid the storm —
Nae man can tether time or tide.
Mum
Missed every day
A lifetime of memories made
So loved
Xxxx
04.09.1946 – 07.04.2024
My dearest, much loved Dad, miss you dearly
This will be a gorgeous dedication to my Wonderful Pops & I’ll look forward to seeing it my garden for many years to come. Forever grateful of St Barnabas ????????
Always loved and in our hearts, the best Nana in the world.
Love from Paul, Rho, Eri & Niamh xxxx
Think of you always!
Always In
our hearts
xxxx
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal
Love leaves a memory no one can steal
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.
Love you always xx