I miss your laughter, wisdom, advice and most of all your presence – all in all I miss you dad!! Hope you are having fun up there and keep visiting me in the garden ???? xx

Wonderful Parents, Gone but never to be forgotten

Lovely, irreverent, Liz

Jeannettes poem,

When you were with us you weren’t one for soft spoken words.
Any attempts at emotional conversation you’d effortlessly swerve.
If you were here now and you sensed this heart-pour.
You’d tell me to shush, sit down, to ‘close the door’.
We’d all sit in the lounge, all cosy and all warm.
Put a film on the TV, then talk through it all.
With a cat on your lap and the dog at your knees.
You’d pet and you’d fuss until I agreed ‘Aren’t they so pretty’.
We’d sit there for hours and put the world to rights.
Reminiscing and laughing about all the good old times.
Giggling at memories till the day turned to the dark.
Like the new haircut ‘chode’ or your day trip to the park….
Even at the end you were always true to you.
A fabulous diva, and you, through and through.
Walk past your reflection and your hair you would tease.
With your effortless style and you in your dungarees.
One thing is for certain, there’s no one quite like you.
Even treatment shakes were taken by champagne flute.

Now you are gone, and it’s time to say.
That you could bring sunshine to the darkest of day.
And although I never said it, you know what you meant to me.
My life lived with you is full of endless happy memories.
From little girls to little women, with you I have grown.
You have been there from the beginning, your home is now my home.
So I want to say Thank you, for everything you have done.
In my heart you are my family, you are an adopted Mum.
You have always been there so Goodbye is hard to say.
But I know I’ll see you again, on the other-side one day.
You’ll be holding hands with Dereck and Barbs, Molly and JellyBean too.
And I will get to tell you…. J-dog, I love you.

Remembering both of my late husbands this Christmas time lost my first husband Dave in 1981 died of a hear attack at 36 years old ????my second husband Alan passed away in 2016 of prostrate cancer after receiving excellent care from st barnabas ????RIP❤️❤️

In loving memory of my dearest sister Judith

I miss my beautiful daughter Lesley everyday, and always donate to Light up a Light and raise funds by holding a coffee morning. Lesley always enjoyed her weekly trips to St. Barnabas to socialise with other people in a similar position to herself. Her last few days were spent in St. Barnabas where she had tender loving care. My only child she left met the best legacy of all – a wonderful grandaughter and grandson. I now have 4 great grandchildren and I know Lesley would be so proud of them all. xxxxx

Dear Granny Grandad, Auntie Bridget, Great Granny and Grandad Flynn and Great Granny and Grandad McGregor, we all miss you very very much especially around a special time as Christmas when we wish you could all be with us. Some of you , Granny, Great Granny& Grandad Flynn and McGregor I’ve unfortunately never got to meet you but some of you may remember me as a tiny baby but I wish that I was blessed with time with all of you to really know what wonderful people you really were but luckily I feel so close to you and I have so many stories from everyone to learn so much about you all and I know you are always with me. Grandad, I got so many wonderful years with you but I’m still not over the fact you are no longer with us, the world was so much brighter with you in it. With your passion for music, your warm embrace whenever you gave me a hug, so tight but so warm. Your determination with everything you did and the fact you just were my best friend in the whole world. Christmas is very hard without you, you would always be helping around the house doing piles of ironing or helping mum with some DIY or suddenly on Christmas Day saying we needed to take the dining room door off ha ha, you were full of surprises. I miss you so very much and I love you, please kiss Granny for me and tell her I am always thinking of her. And Auntie Bridget, who basically became my Granny, you were a pillar in my life, you taught me so much about cooking, elegance and grace, you devotion to God was so admirable and really rubbed off on me. Your gentle voice and guidance in everything raised me to be who I am today. I miss you so much sometimes when I’m having a bad day all I can think of is how much I need you. But I know you are with me and i with you.
Merry Christmas to my wonderful family who are never forgotten and so happy in our thoughts.

My Dad was the most brilliant man. Master goldsmith and silversmith, Freeman of the City of London. He was kind, courageous and utterly charming. He fought for the causes that would affect generations below him and gave so much of himself to our local community.
I miss him with all my heart, every day.

A dear friend….sadly missed.

All way's with us in our hearts.
Never to be forgotten.
Our love goes on for you all.

Remembering all the loving, happy Christmases we shared over the years. We miss you all the time Dad but especially at Christmas xxx

Remembering my sister, Carol, and dad, Tony. Thinking of all the happy Christmases we have had together, and new year celebrations, particularly in York, which were Carol's speciality. Missing you both more than ever, comforted by the thought that you are together, lots of love, Jen, Ian, Abi and Emily xxxx

In remembrance of a beloved wife, mother, and grandma. You’re always in my heart grandmoo.

Wonderful parents who are sorely missed especially at this time of the year.

Richards favourite time of year was christmas.

Dearest Dad, another year has passed and you are still very much loved and missed by all the family. We think of you every day and remember the happy times x

Lots of Love from : Your loving Wife Rita, Daughter Jane, Son Chris Granddaughters Jessica, Eleanor, Poppy and John, Holly and Mal xxx. Not forgetting love from Lyrah and Henry ????????

It is 27 years since Pauline passed away in the care of the Hospice. I still miss her and talk to her.

My wonderful Dad was a loving and caring Dad and Grandad. His birthday was a week before Christmas. We always made it special for him with it being so close to celebrating Christmas. He felt he missed out when he was younger! We always had a family get together – a birthday tea on the 18th December. When we were little and later when our children were small we knew it would be a week until Santa would have visited. I have wonderful memories of my Dad. He is deeply missed every day. Happy Christmas my darling Dad. Forever in our hearts.
Love Karen, Jim and Michael xxx

Together again, missing you lots
Love always
Justine, Dave, Faith, Al, Evan & Esme
xxxxxx

Let your spirit be free. Love Jane x

Thinking of you all, not only at Christmas but always. Xx

Missed Mum more this year than ever before. I became a Granny and would so loved her to have met baby Martha Melly.

Clive, the funniest, kindest Uncle who could light up a room the moment he stepped into it.
Now, there is a LIGHT in memory of you!
Look up, you will see Uncle Clive’s light shining in the stars; you will know which one as it will be the brightest one up there.