For our wonderful James, loved and missed every moment of every day.
I take a little comfort knowing that your together now, just a bit though you should both still be here with us, love and miss you both so much xxx
Sam you will always be loved and missed you left us much too soon love never ending Mum, Dad, Tom & Melissa xx
Your memory is my keepsake, with which we'll never part l. God has you in his keeping, I have you in my heart
Forever in our hearts ????
Forever in
our hearts
Dad we miss you and think of you every day
In our hearts always and forever.
Love Elizabeth, Matthew and Laura xxx
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.
Loved and missed every day xx
"Daddy"
Forever Loved and Missed
You are both thought of every day
My wife you always will be, my loss i can not describe. Forever you will be with me in my heart and a part of me. I will love you always and one day i will see you again. XX
Miss you every day. Love you ????
Yvonne Clarisse Chambers
You were such a wonderful Mum, Nan, Great Nan & sister. You were so kind and loving & so very much loved. We love you & miss you always.
The Hazell gang will always love you and be forever proud ,
Missing you is the hardest thing I've to deal with everyday.
We will meet again.
Beloved Mum and Grandma x
Alway in our hearts
You are both always in my thoughts Cx
May the winds of heaven blow softly and whisper in your ear
How much we love and miss you and wish that you were here
Reunited with Dad & Mum who sent a feather for you.
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.