To my beautiful wife, so little time we had.
But filled with memories.
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 ????????
To Mum & Dad
We love and miss you everyday.
Love always
Julie & Lisa
Every day…
Missed very much. Taken to young
Love you always.Mum and Family.
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
A big personality gone but not forgotten. X
Always here x
Live and rest in peace and love
Until we meet again.
Missing you is the hardest thing I've to deal with everyday.
We will meet again.
God saw you getting tired and so he gave you rest,
His garden must be beautiful because he only takes the best.
Loved and missed everyday, Dad
Miriam and Ty
Love and miss you
Goodbye is not forever. Goodbye is not the end. It simply means I'll miss you until we meet again. All my love, Sarah
Still the love of my life x
We still miss you every day more than you could ever know. Love you always.
In loving memory of my wonderful parents and father-in-law. Love and miss you all so much. Love Jenny, Dale, Craig and Jack xxx
Forever in our hearts.
29 Jun 1945 to 30 Jan 2021
Missed every day x
Remembering a loving mum, dad, nanny and grandad
We all miss you very much
Love Sylvia and family x
Thinking of you always x
Remembering the most loving, protective and kind-hearted Dad. Not one single day goes by, where I don't think of you.
It's hard when you miss people.
But you know if you miss them, that means you're lucky. It means you had someone so special in your life, someone worth missing.
Love you always xxx
Always in my heart ❤
I have missed you through my journey of Motherhood and the transition to the next stage of life. I understand now. Hopefully you have been able to share some of it from above.
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.