In loving memory of my soulmate and loving wife. Always missed and never forgotten. Tony xxxx
Always in my heart.
Love and miss you forever xx
This feather is a reminder of my unending love.
I am your Guardian Angel, watching over you from above.
there's not a day goes by i don't think of you. After 68 years of being together its hard not to see you around .. i love you always Rita xxx
Forever in our hearts
29 Jun 1945 to 30 Jan 2021
Mum, you taught me so much except how to live without you x
You and all those who have departed before and since are loved and in our hearts.
Forever in our hearts
29 Jun 1945 to 30 Jan 2021
Always Remembered
In memory of Hazel Donohue, my beloved mum and best friend.
Nanna to my children and Great Nanna to my grandchildren
Miss you so much xx
In memory of the best Step Mum that any family could wish to have in their lives x
A feather from above
To a wonderful Mum & Dad, always in my thoughts xx
To our Mum, who we love and miss forever. Always there when we needed you…we follow your lead…being strong and independent.
We'll do as we're told for once Mum…going for what we want..live our lives to the full,
and carry on looking after each other ????
Kerry and Nic xxxx
Thinking of you Dad today and always
Dad.
You’re the best.
Love you forever
xxxx
In memory of our beautiful granddaughter, Emelia, who was tragically taken from us at the age of 21.
Grandma and Grandpa
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.
In loving memory of Sally
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.