Always with me

To a much loved and missed Pops hope you are still enjoying your cuppa's as much as you did here love, "Babs" xxxxx

Jane – Love & Hugs 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.

With love to all family and friends who have fought hard and lost and to all who have fought hard and survived x

Missing you more each day, Michael.
Love you- always.
Charlotte xxx

I love you as big as the world xx

Missing you always dad, until we meet again xx

To a wonderful Mum & Dad, always in my thoughts xx

Forever in our hearts

We miss you everyday

Often in our thoughts

Always in our hearts

To all our loved ones, we have loved and lost. You were all taken too soon, but we think of you and will love you always. Always in our hearts X

My best ever friend

Goodbye is not forever. Goodbye is not the end. It simply means I'll miss you until we meet again. All my love, Sarah

A feather from above

With love xx

Ian King. A kind & loving husband, father & grandfather.
A very special man.

Forever in our hearts x

But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white—then melts for ever;
Or like the borealis race,
That flit ere you can point their place;
Or like the rainbow’s lovely form
Evanishing amid the storm —
Nae man can tether time or tide.

Pop/Dad and
Mother
With love
xxx