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 always
Remembering Angela.
My dearly loved and missed friend ❤️
David Mable
x Miss you x
Missed very much. Taken to young
Love you always.Mum and Family.
Loved always and forever
Love and miss you forever xx
In loving memory of a wonderful wife , mum , Nan and gran loved always
Mum, I miss you every day. Thank you for sending me Rory. I can see you in him when he laughs. Love always, Lauren xxx
A feather from an angel is one we rarely see, but this one is quite different and as special as can be.
This feather is a reminder of a special persons love, who is now our guardian angel, watching from above.
Darling Noah, fly high, fly free xx
Remembering our beautiful Mum & Granny. You were always such a guiding light, someone filled with love, quiet words of wisdom and a selfless positivity that your sudden and unexpected passing, nearly three years ago, left a void in our lives that can never be filled. You are, and always will be, Simply Irreplaceable.
With Love Ginny, Nick, Holly, Kirstianne & Tom. ????
REST IN PEACE WITH MUM X
When feathers appear, angels are near…
You are both always in my thoughts Cx
04.09.1946 – 07.04.2024
Gone but never forgotten. Always my Mummy.
Miss you so, always in my heart
Always in our thoughts and heart xx
Dearest Dad,
always in our hearts and thoughts,
present through precious memories swirling around like fluttering feathers.
Always remembered
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.
Dedicated to my mum, who st barnabas took fantastic care of. Not a day goes by where I don't think of you. A huge hole is missing in our family. I miss you and love you so much. Till we meet again mummy.
Love always