All of them loved wild flowers

My dad got poorly really quickly and unexpectedly and so it was a real shock to everyone. I had never lost anyone and struggled to deal with what was happening. I credit the staff at St Barnabas with helping me get through that difficult time. Not only was the care and dignity they provided to my Dad of the highest standard, they made sure that myself, my Mum and my brother were ok and when I wasn't did everything they could to help me understand. I'll never be able to say enough thank yous.

Patrick loved his garden. He had fond memories of 'back in the day' when seeing wild flowers everywhere was the norm.

An endearing lady of many hand crafted talents who also loved her garden and flowers. Many gifts to treasure in Ina's memory.

Grandma loved gardening

Holidaying in Weston Super Mare

My beloved sister

My amazing grandma and great grandma always loved to be put in the garden. Weather it would be picking up the weeds, or planting shrubs, they were always busy and so very proud of their gardens. When my grandma passed away, I took cuttings from some of their plants and I am growing them to this day.

Ray loved his garden, spending all his spare time tending to his plants, watching them established over the years. He passed away in November 2020 from a brain tumour age 57. I am trying my best to carry on his great work in the garden, and to enjoy the beauty of colour and life this time of year brings.

I’ll sit and watch this blossom in my garden and remember my Pops as always but even more so as he always wanted a wildflower garden. This will be so special to me for forever. Thanks again St Barnabas for giving us something to look at something and remember our loved ones. I’ll be forever grateful of the love and support you give to patients and there families x

Tracey spent her last days at Lincoln Hospice and I used to get very upset when I had to leave her each day until 1 day one of the nurses saw how distressed I was when I was getting ready to go home and asked if I would want to stay the night which I jumped at the chance, they said it would have to be 2 beds pushed together in a small room for now as there were only women in the Hospice. The nurses were wonderful and some stayed after their shift to arrange it !!
I ended up staying with Tracey for the last 11 days and nights of her life and cannot thank them enough for their compassion and love they gave ❤

Both of these lovely people died too young . They both had so much living to do xx

Precious memories of my youngest brother Lee-Paul
tragically taken far too young ❤️
Aged 16 years!
7th July 1996
Lee one in a million

I still miss grandma very much and think of her every day. She was an amazing lady.

Linda was a wonderful Wife, Mum & Grandma. She was a lovely, kind lady, who adored her family so much. Linda will be forever remembered and missed by her family and friends.

I am sowing these seeds in memory of my lovely Mum, Mary Evans, who sadly passed away on this day (July 28th) last year. She is deeply missed. ???? xx

One year on , 17th July , we lost our beautiful daughter and sister, Fiona.

Grandma and Grandad loved walking. They would walk for miles and miles until both of them preferred resting in their armchairs, more than hiking. I think they must have seen hundreds of wildflower fields on their daily walks. With both of them gone, these flowers will be a beautiful reminder of them.

Mum loved her garden and definitely had "green fingers" which I sadly have not inherited. Dad was also a keen gardener and spent many hours in his allotment or "down the plot" as he used to say. The wildflower card is a beautiful memory for them both who are much missed.

Dad loved his garden and was never happier than when he was working there.

I have set this up so that my mum receives the beautiful wildflower card in memory of her sister & my auntie. Gail was the most beautiful soul & is greatly missed by everyone but especially my mum her big sister xxxx

When the swifts arrive in June, they always bring back memories of my Mums last summer. They would screech and swoop around the garden, and she loved them.

Mumday Wednesday's were the best!