To my Grandparents; Bill and Jean Davidson
We miss you everyday.
Lots of love,
Nicki & Chris
A star that twinkled
In memory of our beautiful granddaughter, Emelia, who was tragically taken from us at the age of 21.
Grandma and Grandpa
Beloved Mum & Dad to Emily, Laura and Sam and loving grandparents to Fleur, Patrick and Iris.
Always in our hearts.
Xxxx
Dear Sarah, you were cruelly taken away far too soon but you will always be near us even if we don’t see you, you are here with us even though you are so far away, you are in our hearts, our life, our thoughts always and we are thankful for our lasting loving memories
I cannot believe that it's been 5 years without you. You were so strong right until the end, I am so proud of you.
I miss you so much it hurts, I miss your humour, your laughter and smile. I hope that we will meet again xx
Always loved and in our hearts, the best Nana in the world.
Love from Paul, Rho, Eri & Niamh xxxx
I continue to miss you every day but I hope that I am making you proud!
Steve
Always in my thoughts. Forever loved.
All my love
Fiona xx
Loved and missed everyday
Dad we miss you and think of you every day
Forever our missing piece.
A feather from above
Not one single day passes that we don't think of you our dear Husband/Dad/Grandad.
Love always Pauline, Andrew, Christine, Lily, Ruth, Neil & Zack. xxxxxxx
Only a thought Away
Loving missed each day that goes by.
Missed every day x
Mum
Miss you everyday and know your looking down watching over us all.
Always in my heart
Love
Martin
In treasured memory of my fiancé Darryl, who was tragically killed 25 years ago. I used to think time was taking us further apart but now I realise that every day brings us closer together. My immortal beloved ❤️
Thank you for being the best Mum EVER! Miss you so much. Lots of Love, Soph Xxx
Love always
Tony Petch
You lived your life like the most amazing, wild, colourful firework. You gave us rainbows and so much love.
We will miss you always and love you forever.
Love and miss you
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.
Never forgotten, always loved.