You and all those who have departed before and since are loved and in our hearts.
Loved and missed always xx
In memory of our wonderful dad, who we miss everyday.
When feathers appear, angels are near…
Every day…
Treasured Family Loved & Missed Every Day xxx
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
This feather is in memory of our precious daughter Lamorna#forever27 you were taken far too soon and each day is such a struggle for us all, you loved life , had the biggest heart and loved any kind of animal , you left your mark on every person you met and will never be forgotten you lost your battle during covid times so you never got the send off you deserved . I can’t believe it’s nearly four years and everyday it gets harder, I hate that your not here to share and join us but you will always be here with us all locked safely in our hearts we love you longtime Lamorna Shine bright like a diamond our precious precious Angel ????????
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
Missed every day x
This feather is a reminder of my unending love.
I am your Guardian Angel, watching over you from above.
Gone, but never forgotten.
Always in our hearts.
Only a thought Away
OURS IS A NEVER ENDING STORY. I LOVE YOU BEYOND ALL TIME.
Feathers appear when loved ones are near .. Miss you Dad and the Boys miss their Gran Gran xxxxx
Andrew
My love my life my best friend love always
Louise
I miss you every day
Always in our hearts, never forgotten xx
In Loving Memory Penny Rhoddy Poppy Anna Harriet xxxxx
Missed every day , love you Mum x
May your beautiful soul shine on
Think of you always!
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.
Faith has been broken
Tears must be cried
Let's do some living
After we die