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
Dearest momma,
Thank you for walking beside me everyday. How lucky I am to have had you as my mum.
All my love,
Ellyse
Always missed and forever with us in "blood and sand"
Gone but not forgotten. You walk with us everyday.
We miss you every day, but how lucky that you were ours.
Mum we love and miss you beyond words, measure and everything inbetween.
Treasured memories forever
'Forever in our hearts'
Pete and Sue – beloved husband and little sister. We miss you both every day. Forever in our thoughts xxx
Ian King. A kind & loving husband, father & grandfather.
A very special man.
I take comfort in knowing your both together now keeping an eye on us all, miss you lots and love you both forever xxxx
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.
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.
To our amazing Mum and Grandma,
Always loved & forever missed
Aimee, Faye, Lucy, Molly & Hallie
xx
Always loved
To my darling husband.Glyn
Forever in my heart and thoughts. I miss you every day as do your daughters and grandsons.
All my love Tiggy xx
I dedicate this feather to my mum Jacqueline Mann, who we lost in April 2020 aged only 70 from the Big C. We miss her every day. I would love to have a cup of coffee and natter with her again, and even better a hug. It's amazing how many little things I wish I could tell her.
When she was dying I asked her ' what sign will you send me from the other side' she said ' you will know'. Frustratingly I didn't for a while, but feathers…it's feathers. Whenever I ask her to tell me she's near I find a random feather. So I dedicate this to her, my mum who I will.miss forever.
A feather from above
Miss you everyday x
Love you mum, we miss you so much xxx
This feather is a reminder of my unending love.
I am your Guardian Angel, watching over you from above.
Missed every day , love you Mum x
In the early hours of 28th January 2022 I kissed my gorgeous husband for the last time. All I can say, two years on, is don’t under estimate the devastating impact of loss and grief
The amazing care and compassion shown by the staff at the hospice, in the short time he was there, was the only thing that kept me sane at the worst time of my life. Two years on and the pain is as raw today as it was the day he died.Missing my cheeky, lovable, funny husband every day.
Always in our thoughts, never forgotten, loved forever.
OURS IS A NEVER ENDING STORY. I LOVE YOU BEYOND ALL TIME.