Mum, Sister and Nanna. Love is not about possession, love is about appreciation. Always appreciated in our memory.

Grandad.
We love and miss you every day.
Always in our hearts.
xxx

To my beloved husband, every day you make sure there is a white feather in my life, reassuring me, 'til we meet again, all my love, your devoted 'soulmate' your adoring wife, Sylv X

Loved and treasured always

Dedicated to my mum, who st barnabas took fantastic care of. Not a day goes by where I don't think of you. A huge hole is missing in our family. I miss you and love you so much. Till we meet again mummy.

Sorely missed taken far to soon

Feathers appear
When angels are near

I dedicate this feather to the most kind, caring, funny and amazing person, my loving husband Mark. His cheery nature and infectious laugh made everyone around him smile. He could make even the greyest of days brighter. He was courageous and brave, and even on the hardest of days he never stopped fighting. He was the most amazing dad to our lovely boy and was always happy to have a kick about in the garden, or make up stories about Angus and Hamish the naughty Highland Cows. We love and miss you, every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day. Keep sending the feathers to let us know your watching over us. Till we meet again…Mel and Thomas xxx

Feathers appear
When loved ones are near.
Love you Roger!
Always and forever.
Alex x

Resting easy, love and miss you Dad

We think about you every single day and pray to god to keep you safe until we meet again. We see signs from you almost on a daily basis and ask you to continue to send these to us. We love you more than words can say. You were a very special lady. From Barry, Wendy, Linda and Barbara xxx

Trish you are still missed every day. Love Gerard

my mum… my best friend, I miss you every single day. xx

Our Woodlands Memories are with us forever…

We all miss you both very much, always and forever! Love from all the family xxx

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.

"If I listen to my heart, I hear your laughter once more."

This will be a gorgeous dedication to my Wonderful Pops & I’ll look forward to seeing it my garden for many years to come. Forever grateful of St Barnabas ????????

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

A feather from above

In memory of my beloved wife Lorraine.

My wife you always will be, my loss i can not describe. Forever you will be with me in my heart and a part of me. I will love you always and one day i will see you again. XX

Dad we miss you and think of you every day

Always here x

You were and always will be inspirational. Thank you for everything….. miss the weekends and school holidays together., ????