Love you my dearest Mum
Now, always and forever
Love and hugs, Donna xx
Remembering a loving mum, dad, nanny and grandad
We all miss you very much
Love Sylvia and family x
You will be forever in our hearts
Greatly missed x
'Forever in our hearts'
In treasured memory of my fiancé Darryl, who was tragically killed 25 years ago. I used to think time was taking us further apart but now I realise that every day brings us closer together. My immortal beloved ❤️
Remembering the most loving, protective and kind-hearted Dad. Not one single day goes by, where I don't think of you.
It's hard when you miss people.
But you know if you miss them, that means you're lucky. It means you had someone so special in your life, someone worth missing.
Love you always xxx
Love and miss you always
For my beautiful mum x
You are loved and missed every day 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.
Greatly missed forever loved.The best Dad, Grandad and Great Grandad. Tracey, Shelley, Samantha and families.
Gone but never forgotten
Thank you for being the best Dad to us and Grandad to our children. Thank you for the precious memories, for loving us and showing it every day. Rest easy, until it's time to find Mum again. Love you always, miss you forever x
Barbara
11.12.1934 –
29.09.2010
In loveing memory from Richard Fiona Emma and all her grandchildren
Until we meet again.
Miss talking to you every day. Where ever you are hope your having a blast.
For Mum
Never forgotten or ever will be. We speak of you every day. You’ve left a huge hole in our hearts. Love you so very much.
God bless you,
Mum and Dad
I take comfort in knowing your both together now keeping an eye on us all, miss you lots and love you both forever xxxx
Jayne. I miss your friendship, kind heart and beautiful soul. This feather is for you, and to remind me that life is so precious.
Forever missed
Dad and Jill
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.