Remembered with Love now and always. XXX
I miss you, Daddy.
Love you lots.
Jakey xxx
Much missed xx
there's not a day goes by i don't think of you. After 68 years of being together its hard not to see you around .. i love you always Rita xxx
Forever in our hearts
29 Jun 1945 to 30 Jan 2021
I dedicate this feather to my mum Jacqueline Mann, who we lost in April 2020 aged only 70 from the Big C. We miss her every day. I would love to have a cup of coffee and natter with her again, and even better a hug. It's amazing how many little things I wish I could tell her.
When she was dying I asked her ' what sign will you send me from the other side' she said ' you will know'. Frustratingly I didn't for a while, but feathers…it's feathers. Whenever I ask her to tell me she's near I find a random feather. So I dedicate this to her, my mum who I will.miss forever.
Miss you so much and will love you forever xx
A big personality gone but not forgotten. X
Always in my mind, forever in my heart. You have left our lives, but you will never leave our hearts.
All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel, my mother.
Thank you for teaching what it is like to truly love and be loved. I know this is true as I feel it in everyday I am without you.
Often in our thoughts
Always in my heart.
We miss you every day, lots of love from Lesley, Lisa, Dan, Becky, Sam & your granddaughter Bethany xxxx
Love keeps us together always x
Not a day goes by without us thinking of you xxx
Always in my heart – miss you every single day.
Mum
Miss you everyday and know your looking down watching over us all.
Always in my heart
Love
Martin
Your memory is my keepsake, with which we'll never part l. God has you in his keeping, I have you in my heart
Always loved, never forgotten. 10 years since we saw your beautiful smile. Xxx
Taken too soon .Always in our thoughts. Missed by so many .Love you forever. Jane and family xx
Too soon. Be together.
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.