"We will meet in Paradise my lad, my dear Marie!"

He was a very kind, well-meaning, receptive and mentally generous boy. Nature had endowed him with invisible magnetic radiation and a sensitive heart in order to win and give his love to all those around him. 
 The mother of Marios Dimitrios from Livadia, Larnaca, talks about all the shocking events that happened before and after his death.

Mrs. Andri Dimitriou reports to ant1iwo:
"I was born on 30/11/1961 in Famagusta. For the last 20 years I have been living with my family in Livadia, Larnaca. Unfortunately, death came into my life early…
I lost my father in a car accident when I was 9 years old. It was Sunday, 25/10/1970 and we were all happy because my father christened a baby. In the evening, when the fun was over, we set off for home. As we were leaving, we heard a strange noise from the car. A large dry branch was caught on the wheel. My father, who was the driver, stopped on the side of the road and got off to get it out. A truck was passing by at that moment. The driver did not see us and passed over us. My father died instantly before our eyes and the car melted. My sister and mother hit me on the head while I hit them all over my body and I was in a coma for 2 months.
 After my father died, everything was difficult. My older brother, who was only 17 years old, worked hard to get a piece of bread. When I got well, after school, I went to work too. 
When I was 18, I met and married my husband, Panikko. We had 4 wonderful children, 3 girls and 1 boy. We were very happy and very proud of our children. 
 Our son, Marios, was born on 30/6/1994 and 38 days after his birth, the following incredible thing happened: I went to his crib in the morning to give him his milk and Marios before he could say "agou", he closed his eyes and stopped breathing. I was scared, I was screaming like crazy and I did not know what to do. My mother heard me and ran. When he saw us, he began to pray loudly to Agia Irini in Chrysovalantou. The whole neighborhood was gathered by my voices. My husband was away from home and I did not have anyone to take us to the hospital. I went out on the road and hitchhiked. A fellow villager of mine who was coming to our house at that moment to see us stopped. I was holding Mario in my arms and crying. After 30 minutes the child began to breathe normally. It was a miracle the doctor said and told me about the syndrome of sudden infant death. He told me that because he was premature with a low birth weight, he was more at risk. Until he was 12 months old, we were always by his side. 
We were sure it was a miracle…
Even the doctor believed it. The loud prayers of my mother with tears saved my child. Agia Irini Chrysovalantou was now our strength as well as Mario's. When he grew up, he often told me that with the first money he would make from his work, he would build a small church dedicated to Agia Irini Chrysovalantou, the Saint who saved him. In fact, in the army, he had built a small church dedicated to the Saint. 
 Marios was a very special and wise child, he loved everyone. He had a different look, full of innocence and kindness, that's what everyone told us. 
He was a model student and was distinguished for his excellent ethos but also for his participation in sports and theatrical competitions. During his military service, he was equally distinguished for his morals but also for his altruistic spirit. He loved volunteering and liked to help the children in the Summer School, in particular, he helped them in the craft class and taught the children music, tennis and football. He liked to write songs and music, he played the guitar. 
 In September 2014 he began his studies at a private college in the field of criminology. However, he did not manage to complete his studies after on 10/11/2014 the thread of his life was cut unexpectedly…
Marios a few days ago, told me that every night, for a week, he had the same dream, 2 kids sitting on our couch. We laughed and told him that maybe his sister would get pregnant soon. I could not give any other explanation. 

It was Monday, 10/11/2014…

In the morning he told me that he saw the same dream again and I gave him the same answer again. We laughed… Then he called his friends to ask what time they would go in the afternoon to play Futsal at the Livadia stadium. They agreed to go at 6:00. At 6:30 he told them that he was dizzy and wanted to go and drink some water. He knelt down and fell down. They immediately called an ambulance and gave him first aid. The doctors tried until 9:30 but Marios did not return. This time he left forever… 
Cause of death: Viral myocardial infarction, this is what the doctors told us. In the beginning nothing and no one could comfort me, everything went dark around me, everything was lost. I did not want to and I could not be alone at home for a moment. I could not stop crying…
I thank from the bottom of my soul all the relatives and friends who supported me, who tried in every way to comfort me. I thank Father Christodoulos, the Mayor, the nun Dionysia, Koula Gennari and Michalis Kapetanios who did so much for me. Their words always calmed and calmed my soul! 

We made Mario's dream come true…

With the help of Father Christodoulos, we built a small church dedicated to Agia Irini in Chrysovalantou. It operates and is located in the courtyard of the Holy Church of Agios Savvas in Livadia. I go almost every day, I clean it and I pray that it is well up there even though it looks at me with angel eyes.

 In his memory, the Municipality of Livadia gave its name to a park: "Marios Dimitriou Park". Also, on September 30, 2016, the AD Pancyprian Student Literary Competition was approved and announced in memory of Mario. In fact, there was a great response with 69 poems from various Lyceums from all over Cyprus. The competition takes place every year. 

In 2015 the following incredible thing happened: 

The Christian Association organized an excursion to the Kykkos Monastery and my father suggested that I go with them. They would take us by bus. Late at night after I had packed my things, I looked in my wallet to see if it had any coins, to throw at the churches we were going to. I had nothing. I asked my husband but he did not have either. The truth is I lay down a little sad and wondered who could ruin my banknote in the morning. Meanwhile, almost all of Mario's belongings, except his computer, were taken home by his sisters. 
 
At 4 in the morning, the phone rang and she was my daughter. He was outside the door of our house crying. I got scared and asked her what happened and then she said to me: "Mom, I saw our Mario in a dream and he told me to take from his things his wallet that had a lot of coins and bring it to him immediately". 

 Many times…

Without turning on the TV, it turns on by itself. At first no one believed me until everyone saw it. One afternoon I put the food on the fire and with a friend of mine, who also lost her son, we sat in the living room and talked. First we heard the door of his room close abruptly and after a while, the lid of the pot was next to us, as if someone had thrown it. I had no windows open to make electricity to close the door but no one else was home to throw away the lid that is at least 3 meters away from the kitchen to the living room. We were sure it was Mario… 
 
One night I went to his room, sat on his bed and turned on his computer. Suddenly the air conditioner started flashing. The socket was closed and the control was in the other room. 

 Many times I see him passing like a shadow next to me. I know that to many all this sounds absurd but those who have experienced similar situations know, understand…
Many have certainly lived and are living such experiences, many mothers, fathers, brothers and relatives. 

  For all the children who left early and are now in the arms of God and the Saints to know that… For all of us you will always be here !!! ".