Two ladies who were earth angels. So kind and beautiful with gentle souls. I loved Christmas with Hilary my sister, we would shake and rattle presents to try guess what they were. Always hoped dinner would finish in time for top of the pops, so we could dance. My mum Ivy always cooked a splendid dinner and never asked for anything for herself.
Both together again.. Until we meet again, merry christmas beautiful ones.
All my love
Eileen
In loving memory of dad. Love Andrew and David
Love you all very much and miss you. Look after each other on the other side…Jack is on his way. xxxx
L
LOST YOUR BATTLE AGAINST CANCER
LOVE YOU FOREVER
YOUR DAVE XXX
I miss you ,the touch of your, the sound of your voice,the love that we shared. You were the very best and I shall miss you every day of my life. God bless you and keep you my love. John
11th December 1926 – 20th February 2015
Loved and remembered everyday.
Gone but never forgotten – my lovely and special Dad.
Jennifer xx
How i would love to have had more christmas's with you
Will be thinking of you tonight Dad, 10 years on and we think about you all the time especially at this time of year. We shall have a drink tonight in your memory and enjoy looking at your light shining brightly on the Christmas tree xx love you always Kelly, Stuart, Freya and Noah
In memory of my darling husband Malcolm, a wonderful man, beloved always.
My dad, he was and still is my bestest ever friend when cancer was trying to keep him down he fought so hard Xmas was always special to us as we just loved being together as a family! My daddy would wear his reindeer antlers and flashing nose while getting his treatment to encourage everyone else to have a great time xxx
Remembering the good times mate x
Love you both forever. All my love
Treasured Dad Will Be Missed This Christmas and Always..
Love you Always
From Kylie xx
Remembering Dad at Christmas time, loved and missed always xxx
To my darling son Justin at Christmas your favourite time of year loved and missed always ???? happy Heavenly Christmas xxx
Wherever you are, I hope the skies are bluer, the colours are brighter, the hills are higher and the world is kinder. I will love you forever x
Mum, I miss you more than ever and there is never a day that passes without me thinking of you. As always Debs xxxxx
Remembering my husband, Roger, and my two sons, Pete and Jamie who all loved Christmas. I miss them sooo much at this time of the year. Roger died in the loving and kind care of Lincoln St Barnabas Hospice.
My wonderful dad. Love and miss you always xx
We are remembering my Grandad. An amazing trombone player in his day as well as a terrifically talented joiner. My Grandad was like a built in best friend. So funny, his smile and laugh just lit up the entire room. And I would always feel safe and secure whenever he was near, he just had a calming presence. He always reassured you that you would be fine and give you a big squeeze and you would instantly feel better. My grandad was so determined, this showed when he had a stroke when I was younger and he had to learn how to read, write and speak again and he did. He passed away two years ago now from falling on a rainy day and after all he had achieved recovering from those traumas, it left such a hole in our lives for him to be suddenly taken when he was so healthy. Our lives are definitely different without him as he was such a light and a joy. Everyone who met him says the same, he was just a force of nature. The best husband, father and grandad in the world.
We are also remembering my Granny (Grandad’s wife) unfortunately she passed when I was a baby so I didn’t get much time with her, which really upsets me but when I hear all the wonderful and also funny stories about her I truly feel like I know her so well. She was so kind, so creative, also a force of nature. She was very determined, she ran a restaurant whilst taking care of her family and just had so many feathers to her cap! She had an eye for detail. I wish I could have spent years on end with her, going around antique shops which she so dearly loved. She was a treasured wife, mother and Granny.
We are also remembering my Auntie Bridget. When my granny passed away Auntie Bridget sort of took on the role of Granny duties. And to this day , I can say she truly shaped who I am. She was so kind, so delicate, always fair. Auntie Bridget loved church and keeping her rosary beads close to her (which is something I like to do now because of her), everything in her home was perfect and beautiful. Some of the best memories of my childhood are school holidays at my Auntie Bridget’s. And walking through her front door and getting a whiff of her homemade chicken soup that she was cooking. Everyone who knew her, held a special place in their hearts for Auntie Bridget and that’s a fact. We miss her everyday.
And finally we are remembering my Granny Flynn (Auntie Bridget’s sister and my Mums Granny) she too passed when I was baby so I don’t have any memories with her and I so wish I did because of the stories I hear she was such a kind and wonderful person to know. I have one picture of her holding me when I was just born, I’m asleep in her lap and she is looking down at me just like an angel and she is so very gently holding my tiny hand with the tips of her fingers, the picture is so beautiful and special because although I never knew her that picture shows how much she loved me and how many memories we would have made together , the memories would have been wonderful. My mum describes her as so elegant and very much “a lady” and she was a huge part of my mum’s growing up, almost everyday they would see her, she was like a “second mum”. It just shows how treasured she was.
Someone who brought light, love and laughter to everyone x
Every Christmas we would all get together at our house, play games,sing it was such a lovely time
Happy Christmas Mum, you are very much missed this and every year.
Love Julie,Stu and Josh
XXX
He loved Christmas but truly believed the Christmas Fairy did everything from writing Christmas cards to wrapping presents.
Much loved Husband, Dad, Poppa
We all miss you.