A Feather to represent all our loved ones that we have lost through our lives,family friends and friends that became family. Thinking of you all. Love You xxx
And I wish you all the love in the world
But most of all, I wish it from myself
You live on through your loving family
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
Congratulations and a massive well done on achieving your PhD, Dr Darren Page.
Mum & Dad
We miss you both so much.
Love always.
Lisa & Julie xxx
Loved and remembered always
My amazing mum,
My best friend,
Loved and missed beyond words
I love you
RIP until we meet again
Catherine & Andy
To my Grandparents; Bill and Jean Davidson
We miss you everyday.
Lots of love,
Nicki & Chris
10 years have passed and we still miss you
Thank you for always giving love and teaching us how to love. Dearly missed, often thought of, forever loved xx
A much loved dad , grandad and gramps
In memory of Pauline. A much loved Mun, Nan, Great Nan & friend xx
We still miss you every day more than you could ever know. Love you always.
Thank you for all those Golden years xx
In loving memory of Betty and Walter Ardron, now together again at last, forever more. Greatly missed and by their family and all who knew, loved and laughed with them. A couple who hold a special place in the hearts of their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Thank you for the wealth of memories, the happy and the sad, the touching and the downright silly, shared across the decades. We carry you with us, always.
Not one single day passes that we don't think of you our dear Husband/Dad/Grandad.
Love always Pauline, Andrew, Christine, Lily, Ruth, Neil & Zack. xxxxxxx
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
In loving memory
You will always live on through the precious memories we shared, we love you so dearly and miss you every day.
All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel, my mother.
Thank you for teaching what it is like to truly love and be loved. I know this is true as I feel it in everyday I am without you.
But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white—then melts for ever;
Or like the borealis race,
That flit ere you can point their place;
Or like the rainbow’s lovely form
Evanishing amid the storm —
Nae man can tether time or tide.
Our starman is waiting in the sky