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To Richard,
Feathers will appear when loved ones are near.
Love Hilary xxx
Peter, we miss you so much,
We know that goodbyes are not forever,
And that they are not the end,
they simply mean that we miss you, until we meet again,
Angel and i send our love up to you darling.
Mum, I miss you every day. Thank you for sending me Rory. I can see you in him when he laughs. Love always, Lauren xxx
Too soon. Be together.
A feather from above
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.
I will love and miss you always
Mum, we still think of you and miss you every single day and forever will. Love you always. Xxx
Only a thought Away
Remembering our wonderful brother-in-law, Steve, whose love and laughter will remain with us always. Lisa and Mark xxxx
Feathers appear
When angels are near
Always in our hearts x
For my beautiful mum x
I dedicate this feather to the most kind, caring, funny and amazing person, my loving husband Mark. His cheery nature and infectious laugh made everyone around him smile. He could make even the greyest of days brighter. He was courageous and brave, and even on the hardest of days he never stopped fighting. He was the most amazing dad to our lovely boy and was always happy to have a kick about in the garden, or make up stories about Angus and Hamish the naughty Highland Cows. We love and miss you, every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day. Keep sending the feathers to let us know your watching over us. Till we meet again…Mel and Thomas xxx
Missing you is the hardest thing I've to deal with everyday.
We will meet again.
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.
In memory of my beloved grandmother, always known as Little Nanny. I miss her terribly and wish I could spend another day in her garden with her and the cats xx
Thinking of you always x
Often in our thoughts
Never in my arms, but always in my heart.