69 days apart from Mum. Back together again xxx
Feathers appear
When angels are near
Sylvia Boardman
Our beautiful, amazing mum, nannie and now shining light.
Thank you for all that you did, your guidance, your fun and special times together which are now precious memories forever.
We love and miss you each day, you are and will remain in our hearts and all that we do always xxx
My mum my world miss you always love forever dale x
Always on our minds and Forever in our hearts ❤️
Take time to stop and smell the roses x
A big personality gone but not forgotten. X
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 xx
Always loved
Forever in our hearts.
You and all those who have departed before and since are loved and in our hearts.
Trish you are still missed every day. Love Gerard
Dearest momma,
Thank you for walking beside me everyday. How lucky I am to have had you as my mum.
All my love,
Ellyse
In memory of my beautiful mum, who is missed dearly every single day. St barnabas I can never thank you enough for the kind and dignified way you cared and looked after my mum. Miss and love you mummy.
This feather is a reminder of my unending love.
I am your Guardian Angel, watching over you from above.
In memory of Jean Hill, a warm and vibrant lady whom is greatly missed. Cherished in our family as a mother and a grandmother.
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.
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
Pete and Sue – beloved husband and little sister. We miss you both every day. Forever in our thoughts xxx
Always missed and forever with us in "blood and sand"
REST IN PEACE WITH MUM X
10 years have passed and we still miss you
Gone but never forgotten always in our hearts always xx