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.
Dad
Thinking of you everyday.
Forever in our hearts.
Til we meet again.
With love now and forever
XXXXXXX
Pop/Dad and
Mother
With love
xxx
David Mable
x Miss you x
To our amazing Mum and Grandma,
Always loved & forever missed
Aimee, Faye, Lucy, Molly & Hallie
xx
Ian King. A kind & loving husband, father & grandfather.
A very special man.
This feather is in memory of our precious daughter Lamorna#forever27 you were taken far too soon and each day is such a struggle for us all, you loved life , had the biggest heart and loved any kind of animal , you left your mark on every person you met and will never be forgotten you lost your battle during covid times so you never got the send off you deserved . I can’t believe it’s nearly four years and everyday it gets harder, I hate that your not here to share and join us but you will always be here with us all locked safely in our hearts we love you longtime Lamorna Shine bright like a diamond our precious precious Angel ????????
Forever in our hearts
29 Jun 1945 to 30 Jan 2021
To Dad,
We love you always,
Liz, Phil, Maddy, and Ada
Always with us
Miss you every day. Love you ????
Even though I only had you for 4 days I will never ever stop loving and thinking of you ❤️❤️
Miss you everyday x
Faith has been broken
Tears must be cried
Let's do some living
After we die
Mum, Sister and Nanna. Love is not about possession, love is about appreciation. Always appreciated in our memory.
Thank you for steering me always in the right direction. You are so missed.
To a loving Husband, Dad and Grandad.
For my beautiful mum x
I have missed you through my journey of Motherhood and the transition to the next stage of life. I understand now. Hopefully you have been able to share some of it from above.
Always in our hearts
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.