We miss you both dreadfully. Although we are happy you are both back together again. I think of you both every day and I’m so grateful I was there for you both. Keep shining that light down for me. Until we meet again we love you ❤️
We all miss you so much, but will love you forever xxx
However hard the grief is I know I'm fortunate to have had both these lovely people in my life.
To my big brother, Dave and my best friend, Karen – love never dies.
Love and Hugs at Christmas xx
Always in our hearts – Mum, Christine, Andy and Sheila
Lizzie had a way of getting us all excited about Christmas and we miss her very much.
Love you always Lizzie,
Mum, Dad , Neil , Phil, Verity ,Hannah and niece and nephews , xxx
Dad,
We miss you so much, but our happy family memories help us to remember you with a smile every day,
Love,
Deborah and Nigel
The first Christmas without our beloved husband to Sharon, father of Lisa and Sara, father-in-law to Alex and Ben and grandad to Alfred and Penelope.
Light dedicated in memory of our beautiful, amazing, brave mum, Chris Burdass, a much loved wife, mum, grandma and great grandma.
Forever loved & missed by us all, and remembered every single day.
We're all sending you lots of love, hugs & kisses up to heaven xxxxx
Thinking of our mums ????????
Love and miss you every day Dad xxx
In loving memory of a beautiful wife and mum on our first Christmas with you.
We love and miss you always.
Mike, Tory and Kristian xx
A beautiful Wife Mother Daughter and Oma who is greatly missed. Our life will never be the same without you
To a dear Dad, missing you more as time goes on but I carry you in my heart so I can take you with me wherever I go.
I saw these words and thought of you:
"I've not learned to live without you, perhaps I never will?
The truth of the matter is you are always with me still"
Always treasured and always loved xx
Remembering my beautiful sister at her most favourite time of year, life will never be the same without you. Merry Christmas Nat
Another Christmas without you both, yet not a day goes by that I don’t think of you. This time of year still doesn’t feel the same, but I reflect on every moment we got to share. The grief of your absence is strongest amidst the festive joy, yet it reminds me how fortunate I was to be so deeply loved.
Merry Christmas, Grandma & Grandad –
cheers to you with a Sherry or two!
I’ll light a candle in memory of you;
two loving hearts still guide me through.
All my love, forever and more –
I’ll see one day, waiting at Heaven’s door. ♥️
Remembering my wonderful Grandma and lovely Grandad. My Grandma who would drink Baileys glass after glass and then say “is Baileys non-alcoholic?” And my Grandad who would always crack open a bottle of wine the minute we stepped through the door. Merry Christmas my Angels x
In loving memory of Peter Kinnear. We will miss you so much. No matter where you are you will always be our Gaga.
Love you always.
Your family
Xx
Trevor you was taken so suddenly, my heart is broken but I truly hope you are at peace. I will always love and miss you 💔xx
remembered with much love
Hello, I have made a kind donation in memory of my amazing mum, Sarah and would love to share her story.
My mum was cared for by St Barnabas hospice, and stayed in the inpatient unit November-December 2024. At the age of 38 she had been diagnosed with a rare, incurable form of genetic lung cancer. Her short battle with cancer was terrible for us all to see, but the incredible care she received at your hospice meant the world to us.
One of the last memories we ever made with our mum was watching the torchlight procession together outside the unit. The staff assisted in bundling my mum up in blankets and fluffy socks and wheeled her outside to watch the light walk with her family and children. There were tears, smiles, laughter, kind words and hugs from those passing by. I am heartbroken yet honoured to be participating in the walk this year in honour of my mother.
On the 4th of December, the staff set up their conservatory to allow us to spend one last Christmas Day as a family. We laid presents under the beautiful tree, played music and ate a Christmas dinner and cakes brought in by family. My mum was able to watch her young boys and teenage girls open the presents she’d picked out for them earlier in the year, alongside being spoilt herself with lots and lots of bracelets, teddy bears and skincare! The nurses were constantly on hand to assist with pain management and ensuring my mum was comfortable throughout the day.
The staff gave it their all, from washing, brushing and drying mum’s hair to being there for a broken family in the worst moments of their life. They went above and beyond to allow us to make those last memories. The nurses constantly spoke to me and my siblings and ensured we were staying as strong as possible! Mandy stayed with us as my mum took her last breaths and I’m forever grateful that we had her support and guidance, and that she showed my mum complete compassion and gentle care right up until the end.
My mum was treated with respect and dignity until the moment she left your unit. She loved the yummy food, joking around with her nurses and watching the squirrels and birds from her window. It felt like home.
Thank you St Barnabas, we will always keep your charity close to our hearts. You have made a huge difference to our lives.
We all miss you and love you so much. Life will never be the same again. Till we meet again.x
Remembering you is easy,
I do it every day.
I miss you and that never goes away.
You take with you the love of your beautiful wife Carol and the rest of your loving family
We will all be with you one day dancing a merry tune to that guitar
Sleep tight you wonderful man
Until we meet again xx
Mum loved Christmas, the tree, the lights, the food, the presents and the time spent with family. Her tree was always up as early as she thought she could get away with, even if she was coming to spend Christmas with us and wouldn't really be there to see it! On Christmas day she was the biggest kid of all and we would wrap up any amount of random things just because she loved to open presents, however daft they may be. Christmas is not the same without her.