Mums favourite time of year x
The stars will shine brighter this Christmas x

A very special Wife, Mum and Nanna, who is missed more than she will ever know, two beautiful girls have joined us since you left us but we know you are with them every step of the way love you and miss you always. Sleep tight and sweet dreams.

Marian had a fantastic sense of humour really miss the stories she told about her life as a child .
It was a privilege to have been her carer for 7 years .

In memory of my dad glyn who shines bright in our life and still is rembered always for all that he did for us and role modelled for us.

Lincoln always held a special place for us both & now your Granddaughter is at the University, you would be so proud of her, we miss you all so much!

Two very special people, who we sadly lost last year. St barnabas showed great care for both of them and to both families. You are both so very much missed and the advice you gave. Always in our thoughts and memories. We love you loads xxxxxxx

Dear Mum, I miss you every day, but am so grateful for all the happy times we shared at Christmas. Lots of love, Melanie

In memory of mum and dad at Christmas.

In memory of our much loved family. How we long to turn back the clock to years past when we were all together. Love and miss you all every day Dawn and Mick xxxx

Remembering our amazing incredible mum/nannie today and everyday.

My best friend, my world, my inspiration; always with me in my heart and all that I do.

Our beautiful, guiding light, we miss and love you; our memories of times together carry us on..

Shine bright

Love always Caroline, Chris, Harry & Adam xxx

We will never forget you and miss you every second of every day xx

To Dad,

I miss you so much, even as the year’s pass by so quickly, that doesn’t change. I wish you could have had the opportunity to meet my girls, you would have loved being their Grandad and watching them grow up.
We like to think you are still here, watching over us all.

Love you, Charlotte xxxxx

Remembering both of my late husbands this Christmas time lost my first husband Dave in 1981 died of a hear attack at 36 years old ????my second husband Alan passed away in 2016 of prostrate cancer after receiving excellent care from st barnabas ????RIP❤️❤️

Always remember her birthday was the 21st December and we'd trim our tree on that day as children. Christmas remains a very special time for me, I married at Christmas and both of our children have birthdays near Christmas too. She is always missed. X

A dear friend and employer.
Fond memories of 7 years as your carer.
What a privilege it was to spend your twilight years caring for you .Forever in my thoughts .xx

My dad, my hero, nothing ever got him down and even when he was receiving care from the hospice he still had the Christmas spirit wearing reindeer headband and flashing nose to “makes the nurses smile” it’s still my fav Christmas picture ever! Such beautiful happy memories it brings back! Loved and missed forever xxxxx

My father died at the age of 39 and my sister at 19 and despite these tragedies, my mother lived to the age of 84. They are always in my thoughts. I have had the good fortune to have lived just over twice as long as my dad and just over four times longer than my sister!

We miss you so much, but love you even more.
Soph, George & Ed xxxxx

Remembering my beautiful sister at her most favourite time of year, life will never be the same without you. Merry Christmas Nat

It's always hard at this time of year and things don't get any easier. However, I have many fond memories, which make me laugh, cry and smile.
Always in my thoughts each and every day.

Love Maureen

Life isn't the same without you, Mum. Missing you loads. Love, Tina xxx

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

Mummy ????