Death leaves a heartache no one can heal
Love leaves a memory no one can steal

For our wonderful James, loved and missed every moment of every day.

Forever in our hearts and thoughts.

Still the love of my life x

Life is ours to be spent, not saved.

forever in my heart. Paul

In memory of the best Step Mum that any family could wish to have in their lives x

Always in our hearts xxxx

Our Woodlands Memories are with us forever…

Miss and love
you both always
– X –

With this feather I know you are near, love you Dad.

Always loved, never forgotten. 10 years since we saw your beautiful smile. Xxx

In memory of Jean Hill, a warm and vibrant lady whom is greatly missed. Cherished in our family as a mother and a grandmother.

My precious Great Nephew who died too young

69 days apart from Mum. Back together again xxx

Whenever I see a feather fall from the sky I think of you. Now I'll always have a feather from heaven to remind me of my angels.

Thank you for steering me always in the right direction. You are so missed.

In memory of Pauline. A much loved Mun, Nan, Great Nan & friend xx

Mum
Miss you everyday and know your looking down watching over us all.
Always in my heart
Love
Martin

Thank you for those Golden years xx

Not a day goes by without us thinking of you xxx

Greatly missed forever loved.The best Dad, Grandad and Great Grandad. Tracey, Shelley, Samantha and families.

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.

Even though I only had you for 4 days I will never ever stop loving and thinking of you ❤️❤️

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.

For Mum