To my beautiful Grandson ‘Lonnie’, Grandad misses you so much. Love you lots. Xx

Remembering Angela.
My dearly loved and missed friend ❤️

For Tony who always put others before himself.
Always loved and very sadly missed.
Alison xx

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

Miss you all dearly.
Forever in our hearts.

For my Dad, one of life's very best people

There is not a day that passes when I do not think about you. You were a wonderful human being who cared deeply about others and who touched many lives. I miss you as much today as I did yesterday.
Love
Debs

I dedicate this feather to my mum Jacqueline Mann, who we lost in April 2020 aged only 70 from the Big C. We miss her every day. I would love to have a cup of coffee and natter with her again, and even better a hug. It's amazing how many little things I wish I could tell her.
When she was dying I asked her ' what sign will you send me from the other side' she said ' you will know'. Frustratingly I didn't for a while, but feathers…it's feathers. Whenever I ask her to tell me she's near I find a random feather. So I dedicate this to her, my mum who I will.miss forever.

Love and miss you

We love you
Patricia and Don xx

FOREVER IN MY HEART
YOU’ll ALWAYS BE MISSED
X X X

In memory of my beloved grandmother, always known as Little Nanny. I miss her terribly and wish I could spend another day in her garden with her and the cats xx

With love xx

Graham Tuxworth
Tucky

To Dad,
We love you always,
Liz, Phil, Maddy, and Ada

A man against whom all others are measured.

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.

Remembering our wonderful brother-in-law, Steve, whose love and laughter will remain with us always. Lisa and Mark xxxx

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.

Keep whistling and tapping your teaspoon Dad, you’re lovely flower xx

For a wonderful Mum,Loved and remembered every day. ❤️

Our first born. Loved and remembered always
Xx

You will always be in our hearts

One for the road
Hilly