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July 6th will always be the Blackest Day in our calendar year for obvious reasons!

I’m sure prior to our family tragedy on July 6th 2012, I looked at the year from January to December, as in how many days to Christmas, Summer holidays etc. but since 2012 life revolves pretty much around July 6th. I suppose in a word it’s grief!

We had an absolute magical day on July 5th, going around Torquay as tourists. We did the bus ride, which Baba Oisin loved, followed by ramblings and no doubt the highlight of his day, was the family disco!! Con and I spent at least 2 hours while our precious little man moved from partner to partner. I fondly remember nodding at Con to take my place while precious Little Man moved along. No doubt precious Little Man had well over 10 dancing partners by the end of the evening. We went back to the apartment, a tired and smiling bunch, put precious Little Man to bed and played our usual 45 card game and zzzz.  Thank God I wasn’t to know, it was to be our last night snuggled up together!

On the following morning, July 6th,  Con, Baba Oisín and I had the most magical morning introducing Oisín to the swimming pool! (and I’m pretty sure Little Lady loved it too, from what I can recall) We had real fun, Our Beautiful Precious Little Man was utterly fascinated that a bath could be so big, it was hilarious, in a beautiful way. While I remember him being a tad scared initially in the baby pool, hanging onto Mom, within minutes he was quite independent. And minutes later with the comfort of armbands and his adoring dad he was ‘swimming’ in the big pool, proud out! It was and is a picture embedded in my heart, truly special.

After our pool adventure we returned to our apartment for silly me to have a quick shower to take the chlorine out of my then ‘blonde’ hair. Whilst I was silly showering Con took the most amazing photos of Baba, which to me are ‘My Lotto’.

Then we headed downstairs to have our lunch in the restaurant before heading to the indoor playcentre for Baba Oisín. As you all probably know, tragically we never got there!

This year as always the week’s anniversary leading up to our tragic crash is one which is ‘bitter sweet’ reliving our last moments together as a family and then the harsh reality of writing a memorandum confirming it all! You might well say, what’s the memorandum all about? I want that Con and my Baba will never be forgotten, they were here for a reason and have left their mark and we miss them beyond words everyday!

So many beautiful chapters of our lives pressed pause on July 6th 2012 at 2.47pm and tragically for us were never able to be unpaused, replayed or recorded 😦

July 6th for me has and possibly will always be a ‘shut down’ day for me, for all the what if’s and maybe if’s, but I am truly blessed to have the most amazing family who make the day as ‘normal’ as possible, while remembering its significance for us all.

I think in reality it’s a day we all dread all year as it means that our beauties, Con, Baba Oisín and Little Lady are gone so much longer!

Today June 30th, 10 years ago, Con, Baba Oisín & I set sail from Rosslare to Fishguard to begin our 10 day adventure! We took turns driving across Wales, stopped for nipples, playground fun and had a wonderful variety of silly songs playing onboard before arriving in Torquay evening time. It was truly magical!

These are moments I will always truly cherish and I Thank God I wasn’t to know that it was in fact, our final adventure together as a family!

We had left home in Cork heading for Rosslare, on the previous afternoon after my wonderful Mom and Dad had called with dinner and to say their goodbyes and wish us a Happy Holiday. Strangely as we were getting ready to leave I returned upstairs to our bedroom and shed tears looking at Baba Oisín’s cot.

Our Beautiful Little Man still slept in our room, and the plan was on our return from Torquay, that he would be graduating into his own room which was all done up and Baba ready. Of course we were going to move in with him too, for the settling in period but I cried at the thought of Precious Little Man growing up and becoming more independent. Silly tears really, as events never allowed us the grace!

Ironically as we were just leaving our yard I got a ‘flash’ that the house might be cold when we’d return from Rosslare the following week so ran back inside and set the heating to come on, on Tuesdays for a few hours. We would be due to arrive back late on the following Tuesday night week, so that way home would be cosy for Baba. It must have been a pinch from my Guardian Angel to do so, as that’s what kept the house aired until I returned in the November when our precious Baba Oisín and beautiful Little Lady were brought home from England.

We had a lovely sailing from Rosslare, and spent the ferry trip with my fab cousin Eileen and her lovely family. We hadn’t known they’d be on the ferry so it was really a chance meeting and one all of us treasure now years on.

We had a really special time in Torquay, doing the normal family stuff, visits to the zoo, the circus, the beach, the playground, the slide, the slide and more slides, Jeepers Baba Oisín so loved the slide! In the midst of our trip we got to spend time with my cousin Séan and his family, which was lovely.

Of course we had the laughs at the making and breaking of sandcastles at the beach and on the Friday morning of July 6th, our magical trip to the swimming pool.

Thank God the six days we had together are as vivid today almost as when the precious moments were created. They still bring many smiles as I look through our photos and relive our laughs. Understandably tears follow quickly, wishing the moments back and of course as one does, ponder on the what if’s?

Would Baba Oisín and Little Lady have been bestest buddies? Or would we have had more darlings like ‘our plan’? What would they be like now? First Holy Communion for Baba Oisín should have been done and Little Lady would have had a different type of day owing to Covid, yet I’m sure both their big days would have been truly magical ….

Millions of what if’s and maybe’s! And dreams not ever lived!

Reality is for me, grief will always be a part of who I am. The fact that our tragedy happened 10 years ago, certainly doesn’t make it any easier. They say ‘Time is a healer’ and I suppose for me personally I’ve sadly got more used to living physically without my beauties.

But I do question the saying! Because while I honestly cherish every single moment we had together, the extent to which I miss them and living life without them isn’t something that’s ever going to change. Con, Baba Oisín and Little Lady will always be a major part of who I am as it should be!

I have honestly been Blessed with many good things too since July 2012 thank God. I continue to have a wonderful and amazingly supportive family and friends, be it with my study, my campaign or rowing in with our Twomey Family Remorial. But I would like for anyone who reads this to understand that if you’ve someone dear to you, who has lost a partner, a child, or a best friend, that while their life as you see it might be continuing, their life is very changed!

Needless to mention for me because of Con, Baba Oisín and Little Lady I will continue to rabbit on about suicide awareness training for Police Officers, Garda training etc and our Twomey Family Remorial flag will continue to fly on the 2nd weekend of every June because Life is Truly Precious and we really have in my opinion, to try to Enjoy Every Moment!

In The Blink Of An Eye Life Changed Forever #LifeIsPrecious

Putting up the Christmas Tree is a very beautiful and normal, needless to mention exciting event for most families. I hear you say most?

Sadly, for some it is a no go occasion!

I remember Christmas 2013 making the effort of lighting Christmas candles on the windows of our home, for no other reason than a message of HOPE, afterall I’d gone to England in the November to fight for our darling Beautiful Baba Oisín, his precious little sister and my Forever Con! I placed the candles on the windows at home and lit them but honestly found it very very hard!

This was my usual Christmas effort for many years, along with ‘The Christmas Day Swim’ in Newmarket. I’m no swimmer but it was a marvellous distraction for me and my family for many years. My darling sister Norma accompanied my wonderful driver Dad and I as we’d head for the Island Wood in Newmarket, where my fantastic brother Tomás would join me to swim for whatever great charity was nominated. Poor Mom was left at home to look after dinner with my great brother-in-law Michael as they awaited us. It was for me as someone who ‘can’t’ do normal Christmas, an amazing distraction, and to be honest for Mom, Dad and everyone else too! Sadly for all of us, it had to be discontinued in 2018.

That saw me having to make the effort to put up the Christmas Tree! I did it for many reasons.

Honestly, Reality hits even more when you open a box that you sealed from spiders in the attic in early 2012! You go through the magic of putting up the tree before!!!! You go through the magic of the putting away, the silly but beautiful conversations of what may happen in the year ahead before Santa’s next visit! Heartbreaking beyond words when those darling people you chatted with are gone, and their beautiful dreams and aspirations!

And then in 2020, almost 9 years since precious Christmas with Baba Oisín, I pull out the Christmas tree for Dec 8th, as Con always did. While I silently cry and shed tears meanwhile I find many beautiful, dear and precious, I mean, absolutely precious memories to the Christmas Tree!

In 2021 it actually didn’t get any easier. As I opened little decorations, there were ones that brought big tears and precious memories that I would give anything to relive, heartbreaking! And many others little bits that sent me a smile and a tear, remembering beautiful silly moments that happened putting up our tree in 2011!

Reality is time doesn’t change, yes of course I sadly get more used to living without My Beauties!

But does one ever get over? I’d truly worry if they did!

Con, Baba Oisín and Precious Little Lady were here for a reason!!

They made my life perfect and my goodness, truly beautiful, so why or how would I ever get over them! It’s not an option, My Beauties made me who I am! And I will always be Eternally grateful!

Just a thought, maybe spare an extra thought for someone you know who’s missing people this Christmas! There’s no recipe for how to help, but from my experience just a call, a word, a quick visit or a simple text, meant a lot of peace and kinda ”Christmas magic” in ever so not ‘Christmas magic’ times!

I visited our family grave, as I like to call it ‘Baba Oisin’s Garden’ yesterday, as I normally do most days. New Year’s Eve for me personally, is a harder day as ‘you’re saying Goodbye to yet another year, as in the Last Time We were Together is even Longer!! which as a mom, dad, wife or husband is understandable!

When I arrived at the cemetery, there I met a gentleman I know, a lovely man who lost his dear son to a road traffic crash many years ago! We spoke about how hard Christmas time can be and both shared the view that we find New Year’s even harder!

For me personally it’s 9 years since I ran upstairs and wished my Precious Baba Oisín a happy new year, I kissed him in his Grobag and had fingers crossed that he wouldn’t awaken, which he didn’t thank God. But I do so cherish the memory!!

Many People have told me over the years that grief gets easier with time, and ‘you’ll get over it’. Apologies to correct anyone who may have thought this, but 9 years on, it actually doesn’t get easier.

Grief is …… Con, Baba Oisín & Little Lady are always part of me, and they’re my treasure whom I’ll always love and adore! Visiting Baba Oisín’s Garden is a help, but My Beauties actually not being here, I’ll never get over!! But I do and will continue to cherish that I got the Grace to be Connie’s wife and bestest friend, to be a mom to our darling, beautiful Baba Oisín and that we all had the beautiful dream of looking forward to having precious Little Lady join our Happy Gang!

Enjoy every moment! #LifeIsPrecious

Late last month, on Nov 28th I was kindly invited to join the Road Safety Authority & An Garda Síochána in their launch of this years Christmas and New Year Road Safety appeal at the National Rehabilitation Hospital in Dun Laoighre.

It was personally for me an extremely moving event! The fact that it was on in the National Rehabilitation Hospital and that I was in the place, believe it or not was in a word a milestone for me! When I left Derriford hospital in the UK in late August 2012 it was believed I’d need to spend time there. Fortunately for me I recovered well enough not to need to be treated there.

But it was, always our dream that Con would be able to go to Dun Laoighre, tragically he never recovered well enough to go! At the time, in my own little silly head I had planned on moving to Dun Laoighre whilst he’d be there and had looked up accommodation different nights on returning home from spending the day with my bestest buddy. It was my new plan for us! Tragically for all of us, it was never to be!

A few years later I moved to Dublin while I was undertaking a counselling diploma. Every Monday as I travelled into Dublin to college, I used to drive past the National Rehabilitation Hospital, it was a dagger in the heart to say the very least, the what if’s, the why not’s, the if only’s, the the the ……………

But I’ve had the grace thanks to Moyadh Murdock and the great team at the Road Safety Authority to face my demons and seven years later visit, what I now know is the most amazing facility, but sadly is underfunded and undersized. Please God this will change and they will get the minimum of 300 beds that they so badly need!

During my visit there, I met with some amazingly brave in-patients as well as patients who had spent time there after being tragically involved in road crashes . They were so brave not to mention truly inspiring in their recounts of their crashes and their big big journeys to where they are now! The powerful message they had for us all on, on everybody’s need to respect our roads and the awful impacts of road crashes in changing lives as you know it, forever!

We all know the impact of road deaths, some of us better than others, but the impact of living with life changing injuries is also a death in a way. For many crash victims they will never get the grace to return to their previous work and may not even return to living an independent life, that’s a very heavy cross to bear for themselves and their families. It is in fact death in a way, of the beautiful able person they had prior to the crash.

I suppose for me it was a great ‘kick in the ass’ to be very thankful for the way I am physically after our tragic crash in 2012. It robbed me of My Everybody, which for obvious reasons I will never recover from, but Thank God seeing as I wasn’t meant to go too, I was left with the Grace of Independence.

I remember in Derriford the last day or so before I was flown back to Cork University Hospital, when the medical team used to come to my bed in the Neuro ward in the morning, the Doctor used to say; “Ye know Elber, ye know her case history, She defies medicine!’ I used to think, what a bonkers way they speak about their patients in the UK, needless to mention I didn’t realise the extent of what had gone on either medically or otherwise!

To be honest my visit to the National Rehabilitation Hospital, was a big wake up call for me as to the physical Elber that could have been left! …………….. It’s a Terrifying Thought!!!

Do Try To Stay Safe On The Road!

The Consequences Of A Road Crash Are In A Word Horrific!

It’s A Scary Life Changing Experience That You Really Never Want To Witness!!

#LifeIsPrecious

Almost 6 years ago I travelled back to Torquay in Devon for any Mom’s ‘living nightmare’, My Beautiful Little Man, Baba Oisín’s inquest. Precious Baba Oisín had left us as a result of the horrific impact of our crash with Marek RIP.

It was in a word horrendous!! Being back in the beautiful town where we had our last hugs, laughs, special moments as a family and now I was there with my wonderful brother Tomás, fantastic Police Liaison Officers Gary and Sarah and my legal team on a fight for My Beauties.

I had managed to forgive Marek RIP the previous November, lit a candle for him and began including him in my Prayers. While many thought this bonkers I’m sure but reality is who do you Pray for, the most influential people in your life! Marek had influenced my life, he’d changed it forever!!

I honestly felt that it was the Police Officer involved was also to blame. However when I met him, I realised he was only a young man, a bit like my brother and so I re read the Independent Police Complaints Commission Report from his point of view. And so it led me to also blame the control room staff who failed to guide him. To me they are a step removed from the adrenalin of the scene and so need to be trained in suicide awareness to guide and help the Officer at the scene!

The Coroner Ian Arrow was terribly kind not to mention compassionate toward us during Little Man’s inquest and allowed me address all involved after. Although we had much drama having to travel to London to the High Court over questions to be put to the jury, the Coroner did say police followed agreed guidelines he still ended up concluding that the guidelines be reviewed. He said: “during the course of the inquest the evidence revealed matters giving rise to concern. In my opinion, there is a risk that future deaths will occur unless action is taken. “I ask ACPO to review please, how police officers approach suicidal persons”.

https://elbertwomey.com/2014/03/28/little-mans-inquest/

For the first time since our crash on July 6th 2012, I spoke with the media

Thereafter I began my Campaign that all Police Officers, Gardaí and Control Room Staff be trained in Suicide Awareness.

Since then there have been so many positives with regard to this thank God..

I’ve met with many both at home in An Garda Siochána and across the water in the UK. I can hand on heart say that the forces I’ve chatted with from Home Office, Camarthan & Brecon Policing, Devon & Cornwall Police, the Metropolitan Police and the Gardaí have been most welcoming.

Many influential changes have been made across different forces with regard to suicide awareness training both amongst newly trained Police Officers and indeed control room staff which is superb.

I can’t overemphasise the help with regard to this that I received from Chief Superintendent Aidan Reid at TISPOL, his colleagues at Garda Traffic and Superintendent Pat McCabe at Templemore Garda Training College in ensuring that all Gardaí and control room staff were trained in suicide awareness and they invited me to speak with their Garda Driver Trainers with regard to suicidal drivers.

Chief Superintendent Jim Nye kindly invited me over to Devon and Cornwall Police Headquarters in 2015 to see advancements they’d undertaken with regard to driver training and Police Pursuits which were most impressive and primarily based on the principle of least intrusion which I was very impressed by.

Today I learned that all the control room staff at Devon & Cornwall Police were trained in suicide awareness this week which in my opinion is powerful. Whilst I know they have had a great mental health awareness training programme in place for quite some time, but this is something I’ve always pushed for and dreamt I’d hear one day! This has been my hope since 2013!! No doubt My Beauties in Heaven are Smiling!

It may not be done because of us but I honestly believe Con, Baba Oisín and Little Lady are a ‘tiny’ bit involved and that our tragic crash on July 6th 2012 has been an influence.

Whether we’ve had an influence or not who knows, but what matters is the training is now there and Please God many lives will be saved and not damaged, be they suicidal, innocent victims, police officers, family liaison officers or control room staff!

Of course I will continue to push that this training will be included in all Police training both here at home, in the UK and across Europe and that not only new recruits, and control room staff be trained but that all serving Police Officers get the opportunity to avail of it also. Afterall this is something that has no downside, it will help everyone from the suicidal person on how they are approached, to the Police Officer having the confidence and skills on how to approach them, to the control room staff in having the ability and training to guide the poor Police Officer on possibilities of approach in a calming manner!!

I believe suicide awareness training is integral to Police and Garda Training. Afterall Life is truly Precious and nobody wants their loved ones Gone Too Soon!!

#SuicideAwarenessTraining

#MoreThanJustA Job

#GoneTooSoon

#LifeIsPrecious

Suicide Awareness Training #LifeIsPrecious

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So what’s Project EDWARD?? To Me ….

Project EDWARD is a marvellous Road Safety Awareness initiative which ultimately holds all our dreams!

On September 26th Project EDWARD is aiming at a European Day Without A Road Death through marvellous podcasts, Tweets etc but as James so eloquently explains:

” We want Every Day Without A Road Death – how can anyone support anything else?”

But There’s so much going on wrong!

It’s the Speeding

It’s the Bloody Mobile Phones while driving

It’s the silly No Seatbelts?

It’s the Drink and Drug Driving!

One begs to ask the question why? and why when you’re behind the wheel?

Distracted driving means you’re not in control of what could become a weapon!

Personally this drives me more than bonkers!! ( rather angry to be truthful!!!)

Because for anyone who has known or loved someone who’s lost their life because of a Road Traffic Accident, you’ll know only too well the carnage that occurs!

IT’S THE CRASH

IT’S THE NO WARNING

IT’S THE NO TIME TO TELL YOUR DARLINGS HOW MUCH THEY MEAN

IT’S THE NO TIME FOR HUGS & CUDDLES

IT’S THE NO TIME TO SAY GOODBYE

IT’S THE NO TIME FOR ANYTHING!!!

IT’S THE END OF THE WORLD AS YOU KNOW IT,

DREAMS SHATTERED AND

THE BEGINNING OF A LIVING NIGHTMARE!!!

Whilst I was teaching before our crash on July 6th 2012, I used to teach the kids Road Safety, like every other teacher does.

Although I truly believed in this I suppose I never thought I’d attempt to become a road safety advocate. But as the Scéal goes, Life Made Me One!

Words will never be able to express for me the impact of our crash on me myself, on my parents and family, Con’s family, our friends etc.

Whilst I didn’t witness the horrific experience of An Garda Siochána calling to my darling Mom and Dad, to tell them, about our tragic crash, I know only too well it’s something they will always carry!

For my darling sister Norma, she was abroad on holidays with her family, when she got the dreaded call and had to try to get home asap. As for my poor brother Tomás, he was playing a football match and was ushered off the field to be told of our tragedy!

For me personally, I was told in Derriford hospital after waking from coma sleep. Although I was there and visited my darling Con, and air-ambulanced back to Cork University Hospital, I honestly think the first Real Reality Hit when I went in our front door in Meelin the following November when I was bringing Baba Oisín and Little Lady home.

I knew Con was very seriously injured, I was with him every day. I knew Baba Oisín and Little Lady were gone and I’d obviously cried beyond words. But the stark reality of walking into your own home for the first time since we’d left, as happy bunnies on June 29th was a horror movie in reality!

I will honestly until the day that I die ever forget the emptiness, now I’d my Mom and Dad with me, but it was needless to mention horrifying for poor mom and dad as well as me!

As I walked from room to room, there were undisturbed moments from our last day together at home, a cup here, a dodo there, Baba Oisín’s toys almost everywhere and one of Con’s shirts on a chair. We left for ten days not forever, or so we thought!

I moved back to our home the day after Con left for Heaven, why? I had to be there, it was our home but I kept everything as was for a very long time. Did I explain to anyone why there was a playpen in my kitchen? A cot beside my bed? Con’s clothes in our wardrobe? NO!

But did I Cry at the empty baby chair? Where my beautiful little man used to munch his breakfast, YES!

And our empty Playroom,? YES

Did I cry at Baba Oisín’s empty cot beside our bed? YES

Did I cry at our empty bed, just me? No Con? YES!

And 7 years on, Do I still cry for all of our missed adventures, our missed boring times, our missed normal times, our missed everytimes!!!

Absolutely Yes!!

Of course I do! 7 years on doesn’t make it any easier. It’s 7 years since I chatted to my best friend, 7 years since I held him and possibly nagged poor Con about something silly!

7 years since I held my Precious Baba Oisín!

7 years since we had candles and sang Happy Birthday, instead now I visit our grave and light a candle there!

7 years since I dreamt of meeting our Precious Little Lady!

But along with our crash obviously affecting all of us, it also goes beyond both families and effected many people!

• Friends and neighbours
• Relatives
• The Police who were involved
• Our Family Liaison Officers – Gary and Sarah who were just amazing
• The Emergency Services who tried so desperately to save us
• All the doctors, nurses and hospital staff both in Derriford and in Cork
• Our local undertaker, who couldn’t have been more compassionate
• Our local priests
• Both Coroners who really never wanted to have to meet us

So how could I not support Project EDWARD, something which is trying so so hard to prevent our kind of story being somebody else’s!

PROJECT EDWARD: ‘However we use the roads – as drivers, riders, cyclists, pedestrians – we are all more vulnerable than we think!’

Remember, there’s only one of any of us,

Nobody is REPLACEABLE,

And most crashes are PREVENTABLE!

If you do nothing else in 2019 with regard to promises, I strongly urge you to PLEASE SUPPORT @ProjectEDWARD and maybe together We’ll All Help Save A Life! https://projectedward.eu/pledge-3/

Make The Pledge

#LifeIsPrecious

#ProjectEDWARD

July 6th will always be the Blackest Day in our calendar year for obvious reasons!

I’m sure prior to our family tragedy on July 6th 2012, I looked at the year from January to December, as in how many days to Christmas, Summer holidays etc. but since 2012 life revolves pretty much around July 6th. I suppose in a word it’s grief!

Yesterday 7 years ago Con, Baba Oisín and I had the most magical morning introducing Oisín to the swimming pool! (and I’m pretty sure Little Lady loved it too, from what I can recall) We had real fun, Our Beautiful Precious Little Man was utterly fascinated that a bath could be so big, it was hilarious, in a beautiful way. While I remember him being a tad scared initially in the baby pool, hanging onto Mom, within minutes he was quite independent. And minutes later with the comfort of armbands and his adoring dad he was ‘swimming’ in the big pool, proud out! It was and is a picture embedded in my heart, truly special.

After our pool adventure we returned to our apartment for silly me to have a quick shower to take the chlorine out of my then ‘blonde’ hair. Whilst I was silly showering Con took the most amazing photos of Baba, which to me are ‘My Lotto’.

Then we headed downstairs to have our lunch in the restaurant before heading to the indoor playcentre for Baba Oisín. As you all probably know, tragically we never got there!

This year as always the week’s anniversary leading up to our tragic crash is one which is ‘bitter sweet’ reliving our last moments together as a family.

July 6th for me has and possibly will be always a ‘shut down’ day for me where some might call ‘I wallow in self pity, for all the what if’s and maybe if’s. It’s a day I dread all year as it means that My Beauties are gone so much longer!

Yesterday I woke, (needless to mention after slight sleep, but terribly grateful for what I got) I woke to many thoughtful messages from dear friends who remembered the Black Day that it is for us.

I spent time with my wonderful family before heading for self time to our grave and obviously crying loads more there while reminiscing and saying a few Prayers. Strangely while I hadn’t planned on it but my Rosary was just finishing at the horror 2.47pm! After which I drove to Kerry to walk the beach. As I was leaving Blennerville I pulled into a service station to get a sandwich. When I pulled up there were wonderful alerts on our @TwomeyWeekend Twitter from our great pals Paudie & Ger

and Brendan, our Twomey Family Remorial cycle safety officer

All of whom were doing the staggering Ring of Kerry Cycle, Needless to mention, they did bring a smile to me!

After I went to exit the service station, there was lots of traffic and then a bike. I paused to look nosily at his cycle jersey to discover it wasn’t a jersey I recognised but that he was wearing our Twomey Family Remorial buff 🙂 – A Message From Heaven

I had the most peaceful walk on Derrymore Strand, it’s a hidden treasure in Kerry.

When I returned to the car, there were lovely messages from dear friends remembering the significant day it is, which means a lot needless to mention!

After my walk I headed to Mass in Castleisland on my route home. I wanted to go to Mass on the day it was but just didn’t fancy the normal chit chat at home. Interestingly enough at the end of Mass before the final Blessing, the priest Prayed for all who’ve been affected by Road traffic Crashes and ‘in particular for all families who’ve lost Loved Ones’ because of road crashes.  – To me, A Message From Heaven

I called to see my beautiful Mom and Dad on the way home, it’s a tragic day for them too and I wanted them to see I was ‘ok’

When I returned back home I took a look on Twitter to find a beautiful tribute to Con, Baba Oisín and Little Lady from a dear lady, Chief Inspector Newman at UK Home Office

Another Message from Heaven 🙂

This morning was our Beautiful Man’s Mass in the Rock, it’s as emotional as the first for obvious reasons, afterall if life were normal he should be going to mine in time!

After Mass family and close friends headed to Mom and Dad’s for lunch as has become the norm. Fantastic parents beyond words! Not just today, but my goodness everyday since and before July 6th 2012! So very blessed to have them!

7 years later, I’m here, My Beauties are in Heaven and I Hope Please God one day I’ll get there too! But in the meantime I’ll continue to annoy lots, cry lots and remember lots that Please God because Con, Baba Oisín and Little lady were here and left before their time that lives will be saved because of them.

Afterall it’s their Legacy!

#LifeIsPrecious

#SuicideAwarenessTraining

Here are a selection of the many memorable moments from our 2018 Twomey Family Remorial.

Huge Thanks to you All for your continued support. No doubt Con, Baba Oisín & Little Lady are Smiling down on you all!

And a big big Thank You to The Shruggs for allowing me to use their beautiful music ‘Keep on Smiling’