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

Mum, you are the most beautiful memory I'll keep locked inside my heart. X

Barbara
11.12.1934 –
29.09.2010

I take comfort in knowing your both together now keeping an eye on us all, miss you lots and love you both forever xxxx

Loved and remembered always

Feathers appear
When angels are near

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

In Memory.

I love you and I miss you Mum, and though you have passed away, you will never be forgotten, for I think of you each day. X

Forever our missing piece.

Steve
Always in my thoughts. Forever loved.

All my love
Fiona xx

Jayne. I miss your friendship, kind heart and beautiful soul. This feather is for you, and to remind me that life is so precious.

It’s been a long day without you my friend but I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again x

Always on my mind James, Forever in my heart xx

Jeff was a loving husband and a devoted father to our 3 girls. He loved our 6 grandchildren and enjoyed spending time with them and making them laugh. He is sadly missed and thought about every day.

Love you my dearest Mum

Now, always and forever

Love and hugs, Donna xx

For Mum

Forever in our thoughts and never forgotten. Much loved mum, sister, aunty and friend. Taken too soon,

My precious Great Nephew who died too young

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 best friend, I miss you every single day. xx

Miss you more each day x

To a loving Husband, Dad and Grandad.