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01/01/2026

Let us end the year remembering our mom and dad in heaven and the love they left behind.

As a new year begins, my heart gently turns toward the two people who shaped my life in the most meaningful ways.Though ...
01/01/2026

As a new year begins, my heart gently turns toward the two people who shaped my life in the most meaningful ways.

Though Mom and Dad now welcome this New Year from Heaven, their love is still woven into every memory I hold. The lessons they shared, the care they gave, and the sacrifices they made continue to guide me — quietly, steadily, and faithfully. Time moves on, but their place in my heart remains unchanged.

This rose stands as a symbol of a love that never faded and a bond that reaches beyond this world. I carry them with me into every new year, wrapped in gratitude, remembrance, and endless love.

Happy New Year in Heaven, Mom and Dad.
Always remembered. Always loved. 🤍🌹

01/01/2026

"Once your MOM and DAD pass away nothing will ever be the same in this life! Absolutely nothing!
💙💜💙

Mom…Tonight, under this quiet sky, we gather all the red hearts —bold, bright, unyielding —and lay them like a wreath ar...
01/01/2026

Mom…
Tonight, under this quiet sky, we gather all the red hearts —
bold, bright, unyielding —
and lay them like a wreath around the ones who loved us most.
These are for you, and for every mother in heaven:
the ones who held us through our storms,
who whispered “you are enough” when the world shouted otherwise,
who gave everything they had and still found more to give.
Each red rose, each beating heart, is a promise we make together:
we will never forget the warmth of your arms,
the sound of your voice calling our name,
the way your love shaped us into who we are today.
You are not here to see the days pass,
but your love is in every sunrise we greet,
every gentle act we choose,
every time we reach out to hold someone the way you held us.
So tonight, let this wreath of red hearts and roses rise —
a living tribute, a silent thank you,
a vow that the bond between a mother and her child
is stronger than time, deeper than distance,
and brighter than any darkness.
To all the mothers in heaven:
your love still blooms,
your hearts still beat in ours,
and we carry you with every breath we take.
Forever remembered.
Forever cherished.
Forever loved.
With every red heart,
we honor you. ❤️🌹

In the quiet between the waves and the stars, I place this single white rose on the cold, moss-covered stone… not just a...
01/01/2026

In the quiet between the waves and the stars, I place this single white rose on the cold, moss-covered stone… not just as a flower, but as the only piece of earth that still feels close enough to hold what I can no longer touch.
Every raindrop that falls on its petals is a tear I never let anyone see.
Every breath of night wind that moves its leaves is the sigh I breathe when no one is watching and the word 'Mom' gets stuck in my throat.
This rose doesn't have to be perfect, it doesn't have to last forever — it just has to stay here, under this same moon that once watched you tuck me in, under these same stars that you promised would always guide me home.
So I leave it. I keep it. I guard it.
Because as long as this rose remains, a part of me refuses to believe the distance between heaven and this lonely shore is real.
I miss you in colors no one else can see, in silences too deep for words, in every heartbeat that still calls your name first.
Mom… this rose is my way of saying:
I'm still waiting.
I'm still loving you.
And until my time comes, this little flower and I will keep watch together…
right here, where the sky kisses the sea,
where I feel closest to you in heaven. 🌹

31/12/2025

The hardest part of losing Mom is learning how to live every day without her

PAGE 365/365It was a hard year,but we made it.We survived —carrying the love ofMom & Dadwith us.As we turn this final pa...
31/12/2025

PAGE 365/365
It was a hard year,
but we made it.
We survived —
carrying the love of
Mom & Dad
with us.
As we turn this final page of 2025, my heart is full of quiet pride and deep gratitude. This year brought storms we never saw coming—days when the missing you felt heavier than ever, moments when the weight of grief threatened to pull us under. Yet here we are, standing at the threshold of a new beginning, still breathing, still hoping, still holding on.
We made it through because your love was the anchor. Every time we felt like breaking, we remembered your strength. Every time tears fell, we heard your gentle voices saying, “You can do this.” Every time we smiled again, it was because your warmth still lives inside us, lighting even the darkest corners.
You carried us when we were small; now we carry you—tucked safely in our stories, our choices, our laughter, our tears. Your love didn’t leave when you did. It became the quiet force that helped us survive every hard day and find reasons to be thankful on the good ones.
Tonight, as the year ends, we close this chapter not with sorrow alone, but with celebration: we survived, we grew, we loved fiercely—just like you taught us.
Thank you, Mom and Dad, for being the love that never fails, the light that never dims.
Here’s to turning the page to 2026,
still carrying you,
still because of you.
We love you forever.
We made it—and we’ll keep making it—for you. 💕📖✨

Happy New Year 2026…To the ones we miss in heaven,to the voices we still hear in quiet moments,to the hands we reach for...
31/12/2025

Happy New Year 2026…
To the ones we miss in heaven,
to the voices we still hear in quiet moments,
to the hands we reach for in the dark,
to the smiles that light up our memories when the night feels long.
Tonight, as fireworks bloom across the sky like bursts of love we can’t send any other way,
we stand here — some of us arm in arm, some of us alone —
looking up and whispering your names into the cold air.
You’re not here to see the new year begin,
but you’re everywhere in the way we love a little harder,
laugh a little deeper,
hold each other a little longer because we learned from you what forever really means.
The lights explode above us, bright and fleeting,
but the warmth you left behind stays —
steady, constant, burning quietly in every heart you touched.
So here’s to you, Mom, Dad, grandparents, friends, siblings, children…
the ones we carry in our chests like the most precious secret.
We toast to the years you gave us,
to the love that refuses to fade,
to the promise that one day we’ll all stand together again under a sky that never ends.
Happy New Year in heaven.
We miss you with every spark,
love you with every heartbeat,
and hold you close as this new chapter begins.
Forever in our hearts.
Forever loved.
Forever remembered.
With every firework that lights the night,
we send you our love.
🖤✨

As the New Year paints the sky with light and the world leans toward hope, my heart turns upward to you, Mom.Fireworks b...
31/12/2025

As the New Year paints the sky with light and the world leans toward hope, my heart turns upward to you, Mom.
Fireworks burst in color and sound, but beneath it all lives a quieter feeling — a longing born from a love that never learned how to fade.

I imagine Heaven welcoming the New Year too — peaceful, glowing, untouched by time. I picture you free from worry and heavy days, wrapped in a love that measures nothing but joy. A place where pain no longer exists, and rest finally comes easily.

Here on earth, I pause for you. In the quiet spaces between countdowns, I hold my gratitude, my memories, and every silent I miss you my heart still whispers when the world is too loud to notice. The New Year feels different without you here, yet your love continues to fill the space you once held so gently.

Happy New Year in Heaven, Mom.
You are missed beyond language, loved beyond time, and carried with me into every new beginning my life unfolds. 🤍✨

31/12/2025

You may not have given me everything I wanted, but you gave me everything I needed. I understand now. ❤️

Another New Year arrives, Mom, and once again my eyes drift toward the sky instead of the place where you used to be. Fi...
31/12/2025

Another New Year arrives, Mom, and once again my eyes drift toward the sky instead of the place where you used to be. Fireworks light up the night, beautiful and bright, yet each one reminds me that you’re no longer here to watch them beside me. These moments once carried your voice, your smile, your soft prayers whispered into the darkness. Now they are filled with longing — with memories and a love that still hurts just as deeply as the day I lost you.

I miss you in ways words can never fully hold. I miss knowing I could always call you, the comfort of your presence, and the way your love made even the hardest years feel bearable. A New Year without you feels unfinished, like a story missing its most important lines. I step into this year carrying you with me, my heart heavy with all the things I wish I could still tell you, wishing I could feel your guidance the way only a mother gives.

So tonight, I don’t make wishes for myself. Instead, I send them to Heaven. I send you my love, my tears, and my endless gratitude for being my mom. Happy New Year in Heaven, Mom. You may be gone from my arms, but never from my heart — and every year that begins without you only reminds me how deeply, painfully, and forever you are loved and missed. 🤍🕯️✨

Some losses don’t only take someone from our lives —they take a part of who we were when they were still here.When you l...
31/12/2025

Some losses don’t only take someone from our lives —
they take a part of who we were when they were still here.
When you left, Mom, the world didn’t pause.
The days kept moving, seasons kept changing,
and people kept saying time would soften the pain.

What they don’t tell you is how silent life becomes
without the one who always understood your heart.
There are moments I still reach for my phone,
moments when I want to share something small, something ordinary.
Because you were always my safe place —
no matter how grown I was, no matter how far life carried me.

Grief doesn’t always come as tears.
Sometimes it’s standing in the middle of a normal day,
suddenly hurting because something reminded me of you.
Sometimes it’s realizing I’m becoming someone new
without you here to witness it.

I carry you in quiet ways no one else can see —
in the lessons you left me,
in the strength I never knew I possessed,
in the love I give, because you taught me how.

I didn’t just lose you, Mom.
I lost the version of myself who had you.
And slowly, I’m learning how to live
with both the ache of your absence
and the love you left behind.

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