To my husband in my thoughts
Everyday xx
Never forgotten
Thinking of you Dad today and always
To a much loved and missed Pops hope you are still enjoying your cuppa's as much as you did here love, "Babs" xxxxx
Barbara
11.12.1934 –
29.09.2010
Loved and remembered. Miss you little brother xx
My darling Tony. I always think it’s you when I see a feather so this will be always there in my garden. So many lovely memories I have of you. I miss you always and forever.
Your Sue xxxxxxx
Your memory is my keepsake, with which we'll never part l. God has you in his keeping, I have you in my heart
Goodbye is not forever. Goodbye is not the end. It simply means I'll miss you until we meet again. All my love, Sarah
Think of you always!
Always here x
Faith has been broken
Tears must be cried
Let's do some living
After we die
For our precious Mum and Dad, Betty and Charles Houtby.
Whenever we see a white feather fall from heaven we know you are near.
We love you and miss you both so much.
Forever in our hearts.
With love from us all. Wendy, Richard, Dan, Leanne, Stanley, Frankie, Anabelle, Luke, Becca, Florence, Baby, Mandy, Matthew, Andrew, Becky, Whoosh, Jazmin, Jake, Ruby. XXX
I will love and miss you always
Thinking of you always x
Always remembered, always missed, always loved, always my hero xx
This feather is a reminder of my unending love.
I am your Guardian Angel, watching over you from above.
Much missed xx
My mum was a kind and special lady, right up until the very end. She and our dad raised me and my sister and then later took in a number of foster children. Mum loved a quiz and was an avid reader and of course, loved spending time with her grandchildren. The loss of mum was sudden. After fighting hard for nearly two weeks, we knew it was time to let her go, but not until she did one last good deed. She became an organ donor – our mum showed kindness in life and now in death. Not only did she help at least 3 people have a better life, she left her family with the knowledge that there was a little bit of her left in this life. Something which has helped the pain sometimes feel a little less sharp. We are so very proud of her! I love you and miss you every day, my mummy x
In memory of our beautiful granddaughter, Emelia, who was tragically taken from us at the age of 21.
Grandma and Grandpa
God saw you getting tired and so he gave you rest,
His garden must be beautiful because he only takes the best.
Loved and missed everyday, Dad
Miriam and Ty