Moments you'll never forget

dammitjanet

The Good:

Being asked to be my nephews godmother: I was only 15 and so honoured.

The summer after the Leaving cert: It was just carefree and fun. Best summer of my life

The first kiss that mattered: Kissing my OH for the first time, it was more that fireworks, it was like living in a Disney film.

The perfect moment: I was in my OH's house, making brownies (3 different types cause we couldn't decided what way to have them) and we were watching American football and having a heated discussion on why the Dolphins (my team) are better than the 49ers (his team) and he turned to me and said "it's perfect moments like these that make me sure I'm going to marry you"

The Bad:

The Car Crash: The scariest thing was seeing the car afterwars- it's a miracle we survived. I still get the occassional nightmare and have panic attacks if I have to drive anywhere I don't know the route to.

The day I found out my friend was a murderer: He lost it- killed two people, nearly a third, and then himself. I never believed stuff like that happened in real life. I found out from the newspaper.

CathyMoran

More times:

The day that I knew that my hair was falling out, I knew that it was going to happen, it was expected as part of my treatment but no matter how it had not bothered me when I was told it would probably happen when it did it was horrific. It was coming out in clumps, my then fiancee had been hiding it from me for days but it was getting obvious at that stage. I had not wanted a wig but my brother and then fiancee had got me to go and look at them and I had one on order, I was lucky that it arrived the day that I needed it. Before hand I got all the rest of my hair shaved off, it was wierd. Subsequently I got married in that wig.

Happier time - yesterday. I had thought that our son might be getting his tooth for a while. I was putting teething gel on his gums and I felt something sharp. I asked my husband to check - sure enough his first tooth is emerging

Another happy moment - the time that my son developed his real belly laugh, it is so funny and we laugh together during the day

Hersheys

The first night I stayed in hospital. I'll never forget it. I went to my GP who sent me to A&E, arrived at 6, seen at 12, told at 4 am that I wasn't going home. I'll never forget the night on the trolley, the things I saw - car crashes, babies sick, people being rushed in with heart attacks - scary stuff. My trolley was on the main corridor so I saw EVERYTHING. I'll never forget how afraid I was - seeing all the other sick people made me realise that I WAS actually sick, and that I wasn't as strong as I thought I was. That's the day/time I realised that I'm not super, that I'm only human, and that my body was (is) letting me down badly.

Three subsequent trips to A&E with the same illness, several operations and ooodles of tests later and they still have no idea what's up with me!

Being offered my current position. It's opened up so many opportunities for me - travel, getting to meet new, exciting people, and constantly having the feeling of being on the edge of something great - the life of a research scientist...

Finding out I was pregnant. I was 17. We'd been so, so, so careful, but obviously just not careful enough. I realised I was late and we went for a walk and I told him, so we went and bought a test, went back to his house and I went to pee on the stick. Of course I got stage fright and couldn't go, but his mother arrived home from work to see him sitting on the floor outside the bathroom and askes what he's doing there and he said "Hersheys is in there doing a pregnancy test." At that moment - stage fright over, floodgates opened, and 2 minutes later those two little lines came up. Scariest moment ever. His mam was so supportive - sent him out to the shop and just gave me such a big hug and said some things that, for as long as I live, I'll never forget. He got back from the shop and she left us to talk, and a few days later we decided to keep the baby.

Losing said baby. Hardest day ever. It wasn't long after I found out I was pregnant, and we were building up to tell my family. The day before I was going to drop the bombshell I started to bleed. Went to the hospital, was told I'd lost the baby. We were both hurting, and though we were grieving for the same lost child, we were at different points in our recovery so weren't there for each other. Which drove us apart, and we broke up. It was pretty much the end of our 5 year relationship because, although we pretty much got back together afterwards, he died of a massive stroke before we made it official.

Worst summer ever!!

Graduating. Finishing 4th in my class after being labelled the dunce for the first three years. I just got unlucky with grades, but finally in final year it all clicked and I did brilliantly. I'll never forget how proud my family were of me that day, and how great it was to be able to look up at them watching me have my moment.

I'll post more later...

Potatofarl

kwalshe wrote: »

This thread is really good and helps you connect back to your human side

Thanks OP, this thread is amazing. Read through all the posts earlier, but the tears were streaming down my face so I couldn't post myself! It really does help you connect, the power of reflection!

1. Graduating from University
I had 4 interesting years in University; the first two years because I was lazy and didn't put the work in, the second two because I knew I needed to cop on and work my arse off. When my class and I walked into the big hall for the Graduation ceremony I was overwhelmed, I couldn't believe I had made it! There was music as we entered and out of nowhere I started crying and cried the whole way walking up to my seat. The relief and pride was immense.

2. Finding out a friend had gone missing...and then finding out she had tried to kill herself. Thankfully she wasn't successful, and now she's doing good xx

3. Coming home for Christmas a month after moving to London for a job. I came into arrivals where my dad was waiting for me, and the minute I saw him I started sobbing. I was so happy to see him and be home, because I had no choice moving away for work there was nothing in Ireland, and I was so lonely!

Just a snippet x

krudler

First (hopefully last) operation. Had been having awful problems with my left ankle for ages, was doing physio for it, nothing happening, went to a specialist, needs to operated on, turns out I had a bit of bone that was cutting into my tendons when i was walking and it had to go. well sh1t I thought. so that morning, up at 6am, into the hospital in Croom, which is all hip/joint replacements and that kind of thing so nobodies "sick" in had something you can catch sense. After 3 seperate doctors came in and said "so its the right foot yeah?" (it wasnt!) I made them draw a line with black marker on my left ankle with an arrow on it to make sure they knew which bloody leg to operate on :pac:

Wheeled into the operating theatre on a gurney, saw the doc getting ready and the anaesthioligist (sp?) was asking me if I wanted to be knocked out, or get an epidural, but I'd be awake. Hmmm I though, do I really want to hear you hacking a bit of bone off my foot? nope, knock me out doc! so didnt the count back from 10..9.., thud, out cold.

Woke up to find a nice (and cute) nurse holding my hand telling me where i was and what happened, fell asleep again, woke up back in the ward. Looked down, massive bandage on my foot and a little plastic bottle sticking out the side of it, apparently I bled a lot so they stuck a drain in.

Family came to see me, was so whacked out on pain meds I can barely remember it, must have been rambling away to them lol got the fright of my life the next morning as I must have knocked the drain out during the night, blood EVERYWHERE on my bed,remember the horses head scene in the Godfather? yeah, like that.

got out a few days later, crutches, loads of sympathy, spent weeks at home, so wasnt all bad, did loads of physio, still hurts occasionally to stand for long periods of time, but overall wasnt an awful experience compared to what some people go through.

jugger0

krudler wrote: »

First (hopefully last) operation. Had been having awful problems with my left ankle for ages, was doing physio for it, nothing happening, went to a specialist, needs to operated on, turns out I had a bit of bone that was cutting into my tendons when i was walking and it had to go. well sh1t I thought. so that morning, up at 6am, into the hospital in Croom, which is all hip/joint replacements and that kind of thing so nobodies "sick" in had something you can catch sense. After 3 seperate doctors came in and said "so its the right foot yeah?" (it wasnt!) I made them draw a line with black marker on my left ankle with an arrow on it to make sure they knew which bloody leg to operate on :pac:

Wheeled into the operating theatre on a gurney, saw the doc getting ready and the anaesthioligist (sp?) was asking me if I wanted to be knocked out, or get an epidural, but I'd be awake. Hmmm I though, do I really want to hear you hacking a bit of bone off my foot? nope, knock me out doc! so didnt the count back from 10..9.., thud, out cold.

Woke up to find a nice (and cute) nurse holding my hand telling me where i was and what happened, fell asleep again, woke up back in the ward. Looked down, massive bandage on my foot and a little plastic bottle sticking out the side of it, apparently I bled a lot so they stuck a drain in.

Family came to see me, was so whacked out on pain meds I can barely remember it, must have been rambling away to them lol got the fright of my life the next morning as I must have knocked the drain out during the night, blood EVERYWHERE on my bed,remember the horses head scene in the Godfather? yeah, like that.

got out a few days later, crutches, loads of sympathy, spent weeks at home, so wasnt all bad, did loads of physio, still hurts occasionally to stand for long periods of time, but overall wasnt an awful experience compared to what some people go through.

Broke my nose once, got some toast off the nurse....

beks101

A less nostalgic, slightly disturbing memory that I unfortunately will never forget...

When I was six years old I accidentally cut my then-three-year-old sister's finger off with a kitchen scissors. Yes you read that right. I remember every detail.

The parents were away and the childminder was running the house. My sister had been playing outside when she fell and grazed her knees. Out came the plasters, antiseptic and scissors, we were all sitting in the living room and she left momentarily to check on the potatoes in the kitchen. We started messing around, I picked up the scissors and jokingly held it up in front of her (I may have been a weird kid), 'I'll chop your fingers off!', while simultaneously she lifted her hand up, and...CHOP.

Blood everywhere, screaming that would wake the dead. The rest of the day is a bit of a haze, but I remember later that evening a car pulled up outside the house. Expecting it was my parents and sister returning from the hospital, I looked out the window and saw a small child dressed in white walking up the drive. From afar it looked like my younger sister, mummified, wrapped from head to toe in plaster of paris, and I remember my six year old self thinking, 'what the hell have I done???'

Anyway long story short, the finger was re-attached and full function restored, and said babysitter got her P45 shortly after!

bigtuna

Losing 4 of my friends and I'm only 28. Car crash, drowning, murder and SAD

The first time my boyfriend punched in the face when I was 17 and the second. Never spoke to him since.

One of my best friends nearly dying from anoxeria (SP). Thankfully we get her the help she needed and she let us help her.

When one of my other best friends text me to say she took and overdose the previous night but was ok.

3 cancer scares. After one when I was 17 my mother said " the price of that medication". I was just happy I wasn't dying!

Suffering from depression and getting flash backs and realising I had been drug raped.

Being told nobody else would put up with me by a boyfriend in college. Yup, i made some bad choices when I was younger :rolleyes:

When my mother rang me to say my Dad had a heart attack and I needed to get to Dublin. The train trip from Cork was horrendous. He survived thank god

The Great

Being asked to be a godmother. It's the best job I'll ever have

Putting myself through college working two jobs. When I graduated I was really proud of myself as it was all me and my hard work.

Being chief bridesmaid for my oldest best friend.

Best of all after a lot of bad times and personal anguish being proud of the person I am today and the life I have made for myself.

This is a great idea. Thanks OP. It's like cleansing my soul

LenaClaire

I remember the day my little brother was born. I was so conflicted - sad that he was not a girl, jealous of the attention, in love the moment I held him and terrified I would hurt him.

The day I almost stopped breathing. I had a really severe asthma attack. My fingers, face and feet were blue and I just felt so incredibly cold. My dad was calm so I did not think I was that sick but as soon as we walked into A&E the nurse flipped out about "the one with the blue face". It was so hard to breath the air was like water and I remember being scared I was going to die. I was in intensive care for over a week and the little boy in the bed next to me died. He had fallen out a window and hit his head, he was only 3. I will never forget his mother sobbing, the depth of grief was unimaginable.

The day my mother told me she was leaving my dad. In the car on the way to school. I got to my first class and just started crying, I could not stop and the school counselor had to take me out of class. It turned out for the best and they are both so much happier now but that day was like a kick to the stomach.

The smell of the smoke from 9/11. I don't think I will ever forget that.

On a lighter note I will never forget the day I met my husband. He was a friend of a friend and he walked into the bar and I thought.. that's the one for me. And he is

RacoonQueen

Best of all after a lot of bad times and personal anguish being proud of the person I am today and the life I have made for myself.

I was going to comment on this the other day. It's interesting that the majority of things people have posted have been 'bad' things.

I know for me that the last 8 years or so have been pretty bloody crappy here and there, I had lots of amazing moments but the things I put down as memories are all bad, in general, it's the bad things and how we battle through them, dust ourselves off and live to fight another day that shape us into the people we are, thats why we all have so many 'bad' memories over riding the good.

cynder

my frist ,memory, moving house standing in the back of a blue moving van.

bad times

fist time in hospital - when i drank battery acid
2nd time bike accident
3rd time nose bleed that wouldnt stop

when i was 8 and was told my aunt died (she was 24)

when i got a phone call form my mom to tell me my dad had died(last year)

car crash (not bad)

car rolling into the front of the house (we had to knock and rebuild the front)

my husband diagnosed with cancer

being told over the phone by my doctor that my daughter was diabetic and was being taken straight into hospital, that she was so sick they couldnt stop off and get me first that my husband was going with her, (and i had to wait 2 hours before i could get down to see her)

My daughter being rushed to hospital twice (in diabetic ketoacidosis(diabetic coma))

better times

finding out i was pregnant (x3 times)

having said babies

getting married

my kids first day at school

going on holidays

1st wedding anniversary stayed at doonbeg golf & spa resort and slept in same bed as bono:eek: (only he was their the week before):) my hubby wouldnt have been too happy;)

Delirium

Just post a happy moment for now.

The day we went to collect my mam and my newborn little sister. I would have been about 4/5 at the time so it's the only time I remember a younger sibling being collected from the hospital.

Dad drove in with myself and my 2 younger brothers to the hospital. We pulled up to the front of the hospital. "Ok lads, you wait here for a minute", he said and he hopped out of the car.

He reappeared a few minutes later, opened the front passenger door for ma and little sis. Dad gets back into the drivers seat.

Mam turns in her seat so we can see the newest member to the family. "I'd like to introduce you to your little sister."

The 3 of us in the back are all clambering over each other to try and get the best viewpoint of this tiny little person.

It's one of those strange moments that you have where you just totally accept a person into your life, and know that you'll do your damnest to be there for them.

A very special memory for me, and one of the few that I have of the whole family together.

WindSock

who what when wrote: »

Dont think anyone would be a winner in that situation really..

I agree. There is only a loser here.

Tchaikovsky

A beautiful summer's evening at Kilmichael Point with my first love.
It was one of those carefree summer evenings that I used to have as a kid; warm, still, an orange sky as the sun came down and the tide came in.
I had a sore stomach from the meat I had eaten at a barbecue we were at earlier on but I was just so happy at that moment with her.
I told I'd propose to her at that same spot in the future; alas, it didn't work out.



The rainy afternoon when my GP told me that my mother had phoned her earlier on and said that she was petrified of coming into my room and finding me hanging from the ceiling.
I knew then that I had to tackle my depression. I was lonely, I had dropped out of college, was in the process of applying for the guards but it wasn't for me.
I used this moment as a spur, to never be as low as that again; so, I went back to college, made some fantastic friends, travelled, did things I never thought imaginable and developed into a more rounded and confident man.



The summer I worked in northern Iceland; sitting by a river, the sun beating down, clear air, chewing a long piece of grass, not a sound to be heard but the tweet of the funny native birds and the rippling water. Pure bliss. I used that as my 'happy place' when I was close to cracking under the stress of college last year.



The exhilaration of performing in front of an audience in my first year of college. I was so shy and terrified of standing out up until that point, so that was a huge achievement for me, and it's been the catalyst for alot of great things I've done since.

barleybooley

This is a funny one, I remember the day my sister got her nose cauterised. She'd been having heavy nose bleeds for a few months on and off and one particular Sunday, she was out playing and tripped. She didn't hit her face or her nose but the jolt set her nose bleeding. She was crying because she was only a wee one with 2 badly grazed knees and next thing I sh*t ye not, her tears were all blood, so basically she looked like some bleeding statue or something with these tears of blood, so weird. She went in to Sligo General that night to have it cauterised and then met Kian from Westlife because he had been beaten up. She was so chuffed, bless!

I also remember visiting both my grandparents in hospital and finding them out walking in the corridors holding hands, really cute. My Nanda had a minor heart attack and was admitted and then my Nanny was admitted a few days later for high blood pressure from the worry! It was a few days after their 50th wedding anniversary. This pair day to day seem to hate each other but seeing them that day changed all our opinions!

Kaaatelyn

I think mine would have to be:
1. getting my leaving cert results I ended up getting WAY more than I thought I would and when I opened the envelope the first thing I saw was I got 2 A's which was so unexpected that I started completely freaking out

2.the day I found out that my best friend having cystic fibrosis actually ment she was going to die young. I was only a young teenager and I'd never really thought about her having it because I had gotten used to it but I remember the day I realised how serious it was.

3. 2 months into first year where one of the girls in our year died suddenly. I didnt know her too well but it was so shocking because she was our age and we'd only just started in secondary.

4.My mam telling me I was going to finally have a sister.

5.the day my 15 year old friend lost her battle with cancer then getting a phonecall 2 weeks later saying her only other sibling had just died in a car crash along with her boyfriend.

some sad some good but they're the ones I will defo never forget.

elbee

Great thread. These stories have really touched me.

For me, there's one moment that dwarfs all the others.

Finding my dad having what I later found out was a massive heart attack. We were home alone one morning, he'd gone back to bed feeling ill and I heard him making sounds like a cross between growling and snoring. I went in to check on him and I've never gotten such a fright in all my life. I called an ambulance and pretty much yelled him back to consciousness and called my mum (she was out getting groceries). He died in intensive care four days later and I sat my final exams for my BA four weeks after that. I got a 2.1.

Other include:

The day I had an interview with my second (and last!) secondary school and realising that life didn't, in fact, have to be crap.

My dog being put to sleep. He was old, and it wasn't the saddest pet-death ever, but I was so glad to be there for him and to verify that it really *is* as painless as they tell you.

Sitting on the airport bus from Edinburgh airport into the city with five of the most important people in my life at the start of a holiday and thinking 'Wow, they all like me enough to spend a weekend with me. Cool.' That whole trip was great but that moment at the start when I was anticipating the whole thing, confident it would go well and happy to be there, was possibly the best part.

Starting the first novel I wrote as an adult and knowing it was The One, the one I would spend the longest trying to get right. And being so happy that I was writing again and that it was coming together in my head and that I might actually be able to pull it off.

Walking around Amsterdam with one of my best friends on our first day interrailing. I'd been suffering from crippling panic attacks and had no idea if I'd get through the trip or freak out and have to come home. But (apologies for the awful cliches that are sure to follow), Amsterdam was so beautiful, and we were having so much fun, that I just knew that it was going to work. And it was a major turning point in my life.

I've left out some in deference to people who wouldn't want them online.

what2do

I was reading this in work today and was getting paranoid that someone was going to ask me was I ok as I was finding some of these so touching.

My one memory that will always stay with me was when I went home the night my Dad was very ill in hospital. I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and just knew that was it and minutes later the phone started to ring. I remember lying there wanting it to stop and not wanting to answer cos I knew what I was going to hear.... and he'd died just minutes before that.

Haven't thought about this in a long time, tis amazing the memories that reading a thread like this can stir back up.

pollypocket10

Some more from me, strange how reading through this brings up old memories:

1. Being about 8/9 years old and out walking with my dad in Cratloe woods. We sat down on a bench in front of the lake and my dad said 'do you hear that?' I listened intently for a few seconds and then looked at him dumbfounded... 'silence' he replied. We sat there for about ten mins without speaking and I totally got it

2. The day my dad brought our dog home. He was a little puppy, cross between a sheep dog and springer spaniel. He was so timid and nervous he hid under the kitchen table. I was the smallest so I went in to get. He became my best friend in the world from then on.

3. Walking home from my last day of primary school and realising things would never be the same again as all my friends were going off to different secondary schools. Funny I thought the friends I had then were so important, but it's the friends I've made since that remain and will remain my nearest and dearest.

4. Laying eyes on my OH for the first time, I was attending an informal work do with my friend. She was a newbie and didn't want to go alone. Her colleague had brought along my now OH as guest (funnily enough she thought he might hit it off with my friend). I thought they were a couple and when she introduced him and said he wasn't my heart skipped a beat. We chatted all night, he asked me out the next day and we've never looked back. happiest I have ever been

5. Seeing our little baba's heartbeat at the first scan. It was very early and you couldn't see anything but a blob on the screen with a tiny little flicker in the middle.

6. And just in the past hour feeling the first kicks of that baba... amazing

sleepyescapade

Bad
Times during secondary school/feeling sad/speaking to psychiatrists
The feeling of first heartbreak
Family stress

Good
Finishing secondary school
Starting college
Getting top marks in a year where I'd really doubted myself due to several things going on
Getting the courage to tell current OH that i liked him and meeting him for coffee the next day (so nervewrecking but yay!)
First time OH said i love you
First time travelling abroad by myself
Hopefully many more to come

Flojo

My ex and I were meeting up one night and we were walking towards each other from opposite sides of town... as we appraoched each other, not one word was spoken, we both stared each other in the eyes and had the most deep passionate and long kiss when we embraced. I was nearly trembling after it hehe.

Hersheys

Don't know why I didn't post this earlier...

Ireland winning the Grand Slam. I was in my local with my friends. I remember we were behind but I never thought we were out of it. When ROG scored that drop goal my heart actually stopped. Then Paddy Wallace giving away that penalty... I was so glad that Henson had missed a long one previously, cos that kick was in his range. Jones lines up the ball, strikes it, perfectly on target... Didn't have the legs. Geordan Murphy catches, kicks to touch, game over. Ireland win. Awesome.

Will also never forget the hangover the next day. I drove to get take out KFC AND McDonalds, cos neither would do. Bottles of coke, TV watching highlights and the homecoming. Perfect.

CaliforniaDream

Seeing my mother for the first time in 4 months (I've moved country) and realising that it could possibly be the last time I see her alive. She's in the very late stages of Alzheimer's even though she's only 57.

Worst part of it all, she was scared of me and hasn't a clue who I am.

skywards

Watching a storm come in over a lake with my dad. We stood on that hill for half an hour watching it come and feeling the wind and then the rain and hail, with the thunder crashing and the lightning crackling all around us. We always did like watching storms, and this was the best one yet. It was shortly after that that he died, so that one was even more special.

cena

CaliforniaDream wrote: »

Seeing my mother for the first time in 4 months (I've moved country) and realising that it could possibly be the last time I see her alive. She's in the very late stages of Alzheimer's even though she's only 57.

Worst part of it all, she was scared of me and hasn't a clue who I am.

I know how you feel. My dad has alzheimers too. Just turned 60 this year. We'v been told that he you not be able too feed himself by Christmas next year. But there too sure how fast he could go down it could be sooner than they think.

Aurum

- Holding my cat the night before she was due to be put down. I was about 20, and I had rescued her as a kitten when I was 7, I was very attached to her.

- Getting my Leaving Cert. results. I've always been a very stoic person, I have only cried in public a handful of times, and even then was quite discreet about it. I was aiming for the points to do law in either UCD or Trinity, it was the only thing I wanted to do since I was seven. I was one of the top students in my year and all around me were confident that I would get the points easily. I opened my results, quickly totted up the points and realized that I'd gotten five hundred, ten points short of Law in UCD (at least it was in the mid-naughties, the points have dropped since then). I have such a vivid memory of crying hysterically for half an hour. I had been suffering from quite serious depression for the last two years of school, and had been dumped by my old school friends. Academic success was all I really had, when I saw I didn't even have that I just snapped.

- Seeing the effects of a serious mental health problem on a close relative. Far too many events to go into detail about here.

- Watching my young cousin playing with her father and having a sudden moment of realization, that I had missed so much by having a father who was so selfish that he has never bothered visiting or in any way recognizing me. I haven't seen him since I was two, and his absence had never really saddened me until that moment. I had to leave the room before bursting into tears.

- Opening my final year grades from my undergraduate degree, learning that I had beaten a college record with my final year dissertation grade, and knowing that my place on the postgrad course of my dreams was secured. I went out that afternoon for a walk, I remember listening to Sigur Ros (Staralfur) and being unreservedly happy. I think that's the only moment in my life that I have been.

housetypeb

Being with my wife when my baby daughter was born, later i went down to the natal ward and remember holding her in my arms while walking up and down the ward.She was so tiny and beautiful and helpless and i swore that i would always be there for her.

CaliforniaDream

cena wrote: »

I know how you feel. My dad has alzheimers too. Just turned 60 this year. We'v been told that he you not be able too feed himself by Christmas next year. But there too sure how fast he could go down it could be sooner than they think.

Unfortunately my mother is unrecognizable to me compared to how she was. She's unable to function at all on her own, even losing the ability to walk. I hope your Dad and your family has better luck. Some patients can function fine on their own.

Another moment I'll never forget is one Tuesday my mother met me after school and took me clothes shopping. She let me pick out what I wanted and treated me to it. Always love thinking of that day. Wish someone would treat me now!

AudreyHepburn

1.) When my Mum told me she was pregnant. I was 11 and had been an only child. I was so excited!

2.) The day little bro was born. I wouldn't let anyone else hold him!

3.) Getting my MA in archaeology. It's all I ever wanted to be and I'm so proud of myself for actually getting there. Plus my parents delight really touched me.

4.) Turning 18 and realising how young my Mum really was when I was born. I knew what age she had been but I didn't realise how tough it must have been til I was the same age and thought about how I would cope. It made me appreciate and admire her even more than I already did.

5.) Getting my LC results and having the exactly the points I needed. Happy days!

6.) Having all my grandparents there to see me graduated when so many of my friends had lost some or all of theirs. It makes me feel so lucky.

7.) Funny one this but the first time I was able to sit a room with a dog and not feel like I was having a panic attack. And when we got a dog of our own. A small deal to most but I used to be petrifed of them!

8.) Being my little bro's godmother and his sponsor at his confirmation this June.

9.) Asking my Mum when I was little if I had a Daddy because my parents split for a short while when I was very very young. Then the first time I remember seeing and knowing my Dad at Newbridge Farm when they got back together. They're still together now and as happy as larry!

11.) Dad promising me when I was little that no matter what happened between him and Mam they'd both always love me. I love him for that

10.) My parents Wedding when my brother was 1 and I was 12. It was registery office ceremony, lovely and simple. Mum wore a white skirt and top and looked beautiful. Then we had lunch at Kilmessan Railway House in Kildare.

dmos87

Being about 8 years old, me and my sister being the only two people in our classes not able to go on the school tour because mum didn't have the money, about 20 pounds. It was the first time I really knew we had no money.

Hearing my friend was in Marymount after his cancer had returned. I've never cried so hard in all my life. I knew then that it was serious, and that he had been playing it down when telling me the cancer was back. I just couldn't process it, its just not fair. 2 months later he was gone, and the morning I heard he passed I sent a text to his phone. I told him I was so proud to have been his friend and that he meant the world to me. I poured my soul into the text - it was my only way of saying goodbye to him personally. At the funeral, I lined up to give my condolences to his family - his mother took my hand and looked me straight in the eye and told me she read my text to him and thanked me for being his friend. I will never forget that moment.

Stopping a woman from committing suicide. I can still smell the smoke coming from inside her car when we pulled the door open. We didn't speak at all, I haven't a clue who she is or why she was doing it. But it makes me feel like everyone is here for a reason, and part of my life was to stop her taking hers.

Meeting my brother for the first time and becoming friends with him. I don't fully understand why it was so hugely important to me but it was and still is.

Meeting my Fiance for the first time and just knowing, really really knowing with every morsel of my being that he was the only person in the whole world I am meant to be with. Thinking back to the times he's been there for me, through all the S***storms, my car accident and health issues. Many men would run a mile but he still looks at me like I'm a miracle. Hearing him say he loves me in his sleep makes me want to cry.

Calling my kooky nana to tell her I was engaged, and her asking me was it the same fella because she liked him!! I laughed so hard and told her I couldn't round them up that fast

The day I got myself out of debt - I keep the bank stubs in my wallet and still look at them every so often to cheer myself up.

When I was beaten up by bullies on my way home from school, I cried my heart out at home in private and my dog licked my tears away as they rolled.