Miss you all dearly.
Forever in our hearts.
In memory of Jean Hill, a warm and vibrant lady whom is greatly missed. Cherished in our family as a mother and a grandmother.
To all of my beloved family members…always remembered and loved ..
Gone but never forgotten. Always my Mummy.
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 ????????
Forever missed
Dad and Jill
A Feather to represent all our loved ones that we have lost through our lives,family friends and friends that became family. Thinking of you all. Love You xxx
Feathers appear
When angels are near
Greatly missed x
We miss you every day. Love always xx
Love you more xxx
Simply the best
Loved and treasured always
Missing you more each day, Michael.
Love you- always.
Charlotte xxx
Steve
Always in my thoughts. Forever loved.
All my love
Fiona xx
To my amazing pops! Miss you so much! Wish you were still with us but know when you send us a feather it’s a sign you are around us x
ANGEL DREAM
To a much loved and missed Pops hope you are still enjoying your cuppa's as much as you did here love, "Babs" xxxxx
With love xx
Forever in our thoughts and never forgotten. Much loved mum, sister, aunty and friend. Taken too soon,
My loving husband passed away peacefully at home as he wished on
3rd April 2024.
In our thoughts everyday.
Don’t go faraway, Stay close by.
Loving you always
Sandra, Jenny, Carol, Kevin & Karen
XXXXX
Never forgotten or ever will be. We speak of you every day. You’ve left a huge hole in our hearts. Love you so very much.
God bless you,
Mum and Dad
For a wonderful Mum,Loved and remembered every day. ❤️
For Mum
In treasured memory of my fiancé Darryl, who was tragically killed 25 years ago. I used to think time was taking us further apart but now I realise that every day brings us closer together. My immortal beloved ❤️
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.