Two years without you.
Feels like yesterday.
Feels like a lifetime.
Never forgotten, always loved.
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
Missing you is the hardest thing I've to deal with everyday.
We will meet again.
Jayne. I miss your friendship, kind heart and beautiful soul. This feather is for you, and to remind me that life is so precious.
To my beautiful Grandson ‘Lonnie’, Grandad misses you so much. Love you lots. Xx
I miss my number one cheerleader every single day and love you with all my heart xxx
Jeff was a loving husband and a devoted father to our 3 girls. He loved our 6 grandchildren and enjoyed spending time with them and making them laugh. He is sadly missed and thought about every day.
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.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal
Love leaves a memory no one can steal
Always missed and forever with us in "blood and sand"
Never forgotten and remembered always xxxx
Always in our hearts
Feathers appear when loved ones are near .. Miss you Dad and the Boys miss their Gran Gran xxxxx
How very lucky we could call you our mum and nan to guide us through life with your mischievous smile and loving hugs. You were the most beautiful, caring and cheeky soul always thinking of your family first. We love you and miss you more than words can say. Forever in our hearts.
In memory
It’s been a long day without you my friend but I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again x
In memory of my beautiful Aunty Sue.
St. Barnabas were there for her right at the end and I couldn’t be more grateful for everything they do!
Congratulations and a massive well done on achieving your PhD, Dr Darren Page.
To Dad,
We love you always,
Liz, Phil, Maddy, and Ada
Dearest Dad,
always in our hearts and thoughts,
present through precious memories swirling around like fluttering feathers.