"My child was killed and killed so unjustly…"

Everything in her life…

They are overthrown when her son is killed in a car accident. A car hit the 17-year-old boy and he disappeared. After that her world collapsed… Nothing reminded her of the past, a darkness, a pain and nothing else.

This woman, however, managed a few years later to gather her pieces and have the courage. Her arms no longer fit only her own children but also the whole of Cyprus. Together with other volunteers, she "fights" to help other moms not experience similar situations.

What great power she found my God over her so much misery! We all thank her from the bottom of our hearts!

Mrs. Lena Katelari from Nicosia reports on the ant1iwo website:
"What I always dreamed of was a big family and I did it…
I got married when I was 22 and my husband and I had five children, four girls and a boy. I had everything I needed to be happy! A beautiful family and my job. I did not let anything spoil our beautiful daily life. I was very happy that I did not work in the afternoons and I was always with my children, at every step, in every moment.

But the joy was gone, the laughter disappeared from my lips in the early hours of New Year 2007…

We welcomed the new year all together, the whole family. We were very happy but more so my son. That night George was very warm to me, he constantly hugged me and kissed me. He told me that he would change with the new year, read more and that he would do everything to make all his dreams come true. He wanted to enlist in the National Guard and specifically in the Paratroopers Corps (LOC) and to study Accounting.

I was impressed that my son was a little different, the many hugs, promises and dreams he wanted to tell me that night, moved me a lot.

Some point…

He told me that he would leave because he had arranged to meet his friends. I remember I told him: "There is traffic on the streets tonight my boy" and he smiled and replied: "Do not worry mom".
"Do not worry mom" were his last words…

But how can I not worry my boy since as long as I waited, you never came back… If I knew you heard me from where you are? I would tell you every day how much I worry, "I die" that you have stopped breathing, that you left so early for the neighborhood of Angels…

 It was 3 in the morning…

When they said goodbye to their girlfriend and he was ready to get in the car. But he forgot his jacket and returned home to get it. At 3:20 George was one meter from the main road and on the sidewalk, next to him stood his girlfriend. George saw a car coming over them and pushed his girlfriend to save her, fortunately the girl was saved, he only broke his arm. But George did not catch up…

A drunk driver hit him fatally with his car and my son's death was instantaneous. The driver left the scene of the accident going to his house where the police found him at 09:00 sleeping.

First they called his father and then me. When I went to the hospital, a doctor, without telling me anything, took me to a room. There, on a stretcher, was my George. I thought he was asleep and I was trying to wake him up. He had no external injuries, but he was bleeding internally. It never crossed my mind that my boy had stopped breathing…

He was very strong and very active, he did many things. He was a football player of the Academies of Olympiakos Nicosia as well as a basketball player of the National Association "Doxa" Strovolos. He liked and often drove track cars, he was a swimmer and a self-taught drummer since he bought his own drums from the age of 10. First in dance, zeibekiko was his favorite dance but he also liked to cook.

  When I realized that my son was never going to wake up…

Everything was lost in front of me, there was no light but darkness. I kept telling myself that it was not true but a nightmare that when I wake up will end. But the nightmare never ended…
I looked dead, I could do absolutely nothing, not even take care of my children. My soul and body were burning. Oh my god!!! There is nothing worse in life than losing a child…

One afternoon as I was sitting in my room, I heard his voice. He was shouting at me: "mom, mom". I shook but instead of running to the door, I ran to my closet. When I saw that it was full of black clothes, then I understood…

I was sure that nothing and no one could change the situation, but two years later…

One night I heard my 10 year old daughter praying. He said: "Please, my God, have my brother well and make him our mother as before". I locked myself in my room and cried until morning. But I made a big decision! For the rest of my life, I had to play theater.

When my children woke up, I wore a beautiful smile and I was like before. I went to the cemetery during the hours I was away from home and with the help of my spiritual father, I completely changed my life.
I know that even if your child "leaves", the love and bond is not lost, it does not die. You carry him inside you every day and you can definitely do a lot to save other children…

We created the "Research & Education Foundation for Road Safety and the Prevention & Reduction of Road Accidents George M. Mauritius" and fortunately, it was embraced by all, the state, society, parents and children.

The purpose of the Foundation is to support and promote activities in matters that promote road safety, traffic education, study, research, information and education, aiming at the prevention and reduction of road accidents. In collaboration with the Limassol Traffic Police and the volunteers, we go everywhere, Nicosia, Famagusta, Paphos and Larnaca. In schools, universities, camps, organizations, businesses and wherever else we are called.

It is very difficult for me to talk about my son's death in every lecture, but as absurd as it sounds to you, at that moment I feel him next to me, it is as if he is looking at me. Each time, I feel like giving him another memorial.

The love of the people who listen to me every time is truly incredible. I gain strength and so I can continue. I want to offer what I can because my goal is to reduce road accidents.

I should also mention that three of his classmates, Tonia, Angelina and Giannis, in 2007 wrote a song about the unjust loss of George and we created this song with his father on a digital disc (cd), which is accompanied by a video clip.

"My own child was killed and killed so unjustly; I do not want other mothers to live the same!"