…a feather from up above is showing us all of your love????I miss our daily chats????the giggles????the hugs????the visits????the milky coffees????I miss everything about you both ????????????if love could of saved you…you would be here forever????keep us close????until we meet again ????forever loved ????????????x
We love you
Patricia and Don xx
Keep whistling and tapping your teaspoon Dad, you’re lovely flower xx
Gaggie
So loved
In memory of my beautiful mum, who is missed dearly every single day. St barnabas I can never thank you enough for the kind and dignified way you cared and looked after my mum. Miss and love you mummy.
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 all those Golden years xx
A special Mum and Nanny who is missed so much every day. Always with us and always in our hearts xxxx
Never forgotten, always loved.
To the most amazing Dad/Grandad, you are missed beyond words, we will always love you to the moon and stars. Xxx
Gone but never forgotten ♡
Marching on together ♡
Faith has been broken
Tears must be cried
Let's do some living
After we die
"Daddy"
Forever Loved and Missed
Thank you for steering me always in the right direction. You are so missed.
A wonderful Mum, Nan and Great Grandma, always in our thoughts xx
There is not a day that passes when I do not think about you. You were a wonderful human being who cared deeply about others and who touched many lives. I miss you as much today as I did yesterday.
Love
Debs
Thank you for being the best Dad to us and Grandad to our children. Thank you for the precious memories, for loving us and showing it every day. Rest easy, until it's time to find Mum again. Love you always, miss you forever x
Loved and missed always xx
I take a little comfort knowing that your together now, just a bit though you should both still be here with us, love and miss you both so much xxx
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.
To a loving Husband, Dad and Grandad.