nana pam, i hope i am making you proud, i miss you and your jaffa cakes more than words can say.
love from, kirsty amy x

Will be thinking of you tonight Dad, 10 years on and we think about you all the time especially at this time of year. We shall have a drink tonight in your memory and enjoy looking at your light shining brightly on the Christmas tree xx love you always Kelly, Stuart, Freya and Noah

Our 1st Christmas without you ???? Miss you every day little sis love from us all xxx

Christmas was always mums favourite time of year, it’s just not the same without you! Love you Heather xxx

Our first Christmas without you mum, my heart is broken, miss you so mum. ♥️ xx

My grandma collected on behalf of St Barnabas for many years prior to her sad passing. I spent the majority of my Christmas’s with her, sharing the festive day which normally ended with some games of scrabble, of course, she always won! In honour of all the work she did to help St Barnabas, I want to carry on her legacy by supporting this charity which was very close to her heart.

We were in the forces and we would come home to Lincoln to see our families. Nan would take us on the bus to town and we would always have a marshmallow cone from the cake shop on the way home. Christmas was always a time for family and still is with fond memories of those times growing up at Christmas and spending time with family we didn't see the rest of the year.

We never did much to celebrate at Christmas, treating it as any other day really. However, this will be first Christmas without you and I’m expecting it to be difficult, as it is was at the time of our anniversary and birthdays.
We shared so many special times.
Happy heavenly Christmas my darling ????????????

In Memory of my beautiful sister, she sadly lost her brave and courageous battle against cancer nearly 6 years ago. She loved Christmas with her Family.

We will always remember you Elaine, not just at Christmas. You, Richard, Kathryn and David were like family to us. So many happy times spent together. RIP xxx

Our first Christmas without your nanny and your first Christmas up there with grandad. Love you both x

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

Mummy ????

Forever missed. Remembering you both with love xx

David was the most loving, kind and funniest man and is remembered by all as a man who always had a smile for everyone. He is missed and loved by his family every day. We will raise a glass of malt whisky to him and all our past Christmases together. Love from Maureen, Daniel, Ben and Fyn xxxx

Miss you
Always in my heart
Loved eternally

in my mind every day and always in my heart, remembering your laughter and zest for fun and life at Christmas time. Love and miss you every day xx

So loved and missed by me, his children and grandchildren. 3rd Christmas without him, he so loved his family, he would be proud of the people they are becoming x

The most courageous woman I have ever known. She was selfless, caring and thoughtful. I had the privilege of having her as my mum. I miss her greatly. She has left the biggest whole in our lives that can never be filled. Love you forever mum ❤

To remember my loved ones and everyone elses, a magical time of year that can be that little bit more difficult but with memories in the heart helps the christmas lights shine that bit brighter.

Our first Christmas without you, we had so many with you, it will be very hard. My best mate, I miss you x

There is 2 big holes in my heart every day but even more so when I start the preparations and traditions from my childhood for Christmas although there are always a few tears there is always great smiles and memories that no one can ever take away xxx

In memory of my mother.