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
Resting easy, love and miss you Dad
Pop/Dad and
Mother
With love
xxx
Gone but never forgotten ♡
Marching on together ♡
When feathers appear, angels are near…
Always missed and forever with us in "blood and sand"
Stu, time moves on and your loss leaves a void that can never be replaced, happy memories though last a lifetime x
Congratulations and a massive well done on achieving your PhD, Dr Darren Page.
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
Missed very much. Taken to young
Love you always.Mum and Family.
My dearest, much loved Dad, miss you dearly
Not a day goes by without us thinking of you xxx
Loving missed each day that goes by.
Still the love of my life x
To my Grandparents; Bill and Jean Davidson
We miss you everyday.
Lots of love,
Nicki & Chris
Mum I love you and miss you so much. I cherish the memories that I have of you always and forever.
Lots of love always your daughter Helen, Son in law John and grandsons Lewis and Benjamin xxxx
Too soon. Be together.
Those we love can never be more than a thought away…for as long as there’s a memory, they live in our hearts forever.
Goodbyes are not forever. Goodbyes are not the end. They simply mean we will miss you, until we meet again.
Love you more xxx
For a wonderful Mum,Loved and remembered every day. ❤️
Fancy you landing in such a wonderful place. All the love today and always xxxxx
10 years have passed and we still miss you
FOREVER IN MY HEART
YOU’ll ALWAYS BE MISSED
X X X
We love you
Patricia and Don xx
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.