Keep whistling and tapping your teaspoon Dad, you’re lovely flower xx
Forever by my side, always holding my hand.
29 Jun 1945 to 30 Jan 2021
In memory of Jean Hill, a warm and vibrant lady whom is greatly missed. Cherished in our family as a mother and a grandmother.
I miss you, Daddy.
Love you lots.
Jakey xxx
Dad
Thinking of you everyday.
Forever in our hearts.
Til we meet again.
With love now and forever
XXXXXXX
To the most amazing Dad/Grandad, you are missed beyond words, we will always love you to the moon and stars. Xxx
Always loved, never forgotten. 10 years since we saw your beautiful smile. Xxx
Never in my arms, but always in my heart.
Did you ever know that you're my hero?
And everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
For you are the wonderful beneath my wings.
My darling Tony. I always think it’s you when I see a feather so this will be always there in my garden. So many lovely memories I have of you. I miss you always and forever.
Your Sue xxxxxxx
Our love and the fondest of memories from the Crosby family
Missing you Lizzie . A much loved daughter , sister ,auntie and ray of sunshine.
Love and miss you all, forever in my heart. A permanent feather to remind us that our angels are always near xxx
You are loved and missed every day xxx
The missing piece of my heart. Missed always loved forever.
All the family miss you.
So many golden moments in life have happened without being able to share with you but you are always in our thoughts.
You passed peacefully with the help and guidance of St Barnabas
To my beloved husband, every day you make sure there is a white feather in my life, reassuring me, 'til we meet again, all my love, your devoted 'soulmate' your adoring wife, Sylv X
Always Remembered
For our beautiful daughter, Sarah Elizabeth Loughton, we love you so much, always have, always will. You are never far from our thoughts and will always be in our hearts.
Always loved from us all
The best brother a girl could wish for. You are in my heart and thoughts every day. Loved and missed beyond words.
Remembering all the happy times spent with our relatives and friends.
Thank you for all those Golden years xx
Forever in my heart
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.