We invite you to join us via Facebook Live on Saturday 16 October at 1pm for our annual Together to Remember Event.
If you would like to share a message to be placed on our tree, please use the button below to send your details and the message. We will then print your message on a leaf and place it on the memory tree as part of the event.Submit a message
Please note that the messages will need to be received by Monday 11 October, to allow us time to print them.
“Many of us do not have any marker to visit. Many of us don’t even know if our loved one is passed away or still out there somewhere.. For those of us who who live in far flung places, unable to physically be there, the online live coverage was a wonderful way to ensure we were able to feel a part of it.”
Together to Remember is an annual event, bringing people together to remember their missing loved ones at our Memory tree.
“As the tree grows and reaches the heavens it reflects our determination to continue our work and search for answers. And as the seasons come and go, and the leaves fall and the new shoots regrow, so does our desire to keep him in our thoughts and prayers.”
We get together to remember and share thoughts and messages of love and hope from families to their missing loved ones. It is moment of solidarity for our whole community.
Our tree, a beautiful Field Maple, was gifted to us and planted by Richmond Council in Palewall Park in 2013. We planted messages of love in a box among the tree’s roots from families as a gesture. The tree now stands tall and unwavering, growing each year with more messages and memories.
During the Together to Remember event each year in the Autumn, we symbolically tie new messages from families to the tree. Some messages will be from families who have spent another year remembering their loved ones and others who are joining us new to the community, waiting for news.
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
Author – Emily Dickinson