my mum… my best friend, I miss you every single day. xx
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.
Miss you so much and will love you forever xx
With this feather I know you are near, love you Dad.
Trish you are still missed every day. Love Gerard
Fly high bro, loved and missed always, your loving sis xxx
Miss talking to you every day. Where ever you are hope your having a blast.
In memory of a wonderful kind husband of 51 years. Your family love and miss you very much.
Love Always Jean xx
My precious Great Nephew who died too young
Always with me
'Forever in our hearts'
For Mum
You were a fighter to the end but gone to soon I will always love you . My life will never be the same without you . Your best m8 and loving wife
Cindy xx
Still shocked I cannot pick up the phone for advice and support Auntie Teresa. I will miss our family shopping trips and girls that lunch. Thank you for all that you did for me and my family. You have left a big hole in our lives but you will be remembered in our hearts. soul and minds. love you Marie and all xx
Love you always xx
A feather from an angel is one we rarely see, but this one is quite different and as special as can be.
This feather is a reminder of a special persons love, who is now our guardian angel, watching from above.
Darling Noah, fly high, fly free xx
With love always
In memory of Hazel Donohue, my beloved mum and best friend.
Nanna to my children and Great Nanna to my grandchildren
Miss you so much xx
Remembering all the happy times spent with our relatives and friends.
OURS IS A NEVER ENDING STORY. I LOVE YOU BEYOND ALL TIME.
You will always live on through the precious memories we shared, we love you so dearly and miss you every day.
In our hearts always and forever.
Love Elizabeth, Matthew and Laura xxx
Always in our hearts xxxx
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.
Dearly Loved and Missed So Much. Rest peacefully Dad.
Life is ours to be spent, not saved.