Mum,
I heard someone say that you only miss someone when you think about them…..well I think about you every day.
Love and miss you so much,
Ju xxx

Too soon. Be together.

forever in my heart. Paul

Feathers appear when loved ones are near .. Miss you Dad and the Boys miss their Gran Gran xxxxx

Riley, forever in our hearts. Miss you.

Always with us

No words can describe how much we miss you. You were the best of us. Love you always xxx

We think about you every single day and pray to god to keep you safe until we meet again. We see signs from you almost on a daily basis and ask you to continue to send these to us. We love you more than words can say. You were a very special lady. From Barry, Wendy, Linda and Barbara xxx

Forever by my side, always holding my hand.
29 Jun 1945 to 30 Jan 2021

You will be forever in our hearts

And I wish you all the love in the world
But most of all, I wish it from myself

In loving memory of Nev, a much loved Husband and Dad. Forever in our hearts and thoughts.

Tony Petch
You lived your life like the most amazing, wild, colourful firework. You gave us rainbows and so much love.
We will miss you always and love you forever.

We miss you every day, lots of love from Lesley, Lisa, Dan, Becky, Sam & your granddaughter Bethany xxxx

Loved and missed forever and a day xx

To a much loved and missed Pops hope you are still enjoying your cuppa's as much as you did here love, "Babs" xxxxx

Trish you are still missed every day. Love Gerard

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

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.

My mum my world miss you always love forever dale x