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.

In memory of my beloved wife Lorraine.

With love xx

You are loved and missed every day xxx

Forever in our hearts.

The best brother a girl could wish for. You are in my heart and thoughts every day. Loved and missed beyond words.

Great Dad, Grandad & Husband always remembered

Love always

Remembering all the happy times spent with our relatives and friends.

Miss you so much and will love you forever xx

Much missed xx

In Loving Memory Penny Rhoddy Poppy Anna Harriet xxxxx

Dearest Dad,
always in our hearts and thoughts,
present through precious memories swirling around like fluttering feathers.

Often in our thoughts

My mum my world miss you always love forever dale x

We miss you every day, but how lucky that you were ours.

Loved & missed forever

Always loved, never forgotten. 10 years since we saw your beautiful smile. Xxx

Always remembered, always missed, always loved, always my hero xx

Always in our thoughts,
Always in our hearts
Miss you everyday.

Forever in our thoughts and never forgotten. Much loved mum, sister, aunty and friend. Taken too soon,

My amazing mum,
My best friend,
Loved and missed beyond words
I love you
RIP until we meet again
Catherine & Andy

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

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.

Miss you more each day x

Love and miss you always Dad, until we meet again ???????????? xxx

In memory of Jean Hill, a warm and vibrant lady whom is greatly missed. Cherished in our family as a mother and a grandmother.