Margo – Galway County, Ireland

I worked for a man, and he owned a shop. I went into his shop one day, and he said to me, “I had a dream about you last night in Medjugorje.”

I said, “That’s lovely.” This would have been back in about ’83, and the apparitions only started in ’81. I said, “I haven’t even heard of Medjugorje.” I didn’t even know where Medjugorje was or what was happening in Medjugorje. 

But he used to come with aid for Bosnia and bring it over to the poor in big trucks. We helped out with that. 

He said to me, “I dreamt you standing in the church, in St. James, reading on the altar in a red suit.” 

I said, “Well, whatever about being in Medjugorje, I would never be in a red suit, reading on the altar. I’ve never done that.” 

A couple of years later, we helped out with the Bosnian aid. 

In February 1996, I lost my eldest boy very tragically. He was 21 years of age. Edward was his name. I was to go to Medjugorje that September. 

Kevin said, “Margo, you’re still coming to Medjugorje.”

I said, “No. I’m too angry with God. He took my boy away. I’m not going to pray. I’m going nowhere.”

He kept at me. He said, “You have to come. It’s the only place you’re going to get healing.”

So he brought me to Medjugorje. My youngest boy was with me. He was 14 at the time. 

We were up on Apparition Hill, myself and my son. At that time, the war had just finished. We were up on the hill and the helicopters were maneuvering around. My son said, “Mom, if you had a wish tonight, what would you wish for?”

I said, “I wish that a helicopter would come down and take the two of us out of this world.” I just didn’t want to live anymore. 

We prayed that night, both of us prayed. We cried together, and we prayed together. We came down off the mountain, and a priest came to me, he said, “Margo, I want you to get up on the altar in the morning and say the prayers of the faithful, and pray for your son.”

I got up on the altar that morning in a red suit. The man that had the dream about me, was in the first pew in that church. He cried when he looked up and saw me on the altar in the red suit. 

That was my first experience, and ever since, I’ve come back. This is my 46th trip. Last year was the first year I missed. 

I’ve had some beautiful experiences in Medjugorje, powerful. I come every year. I bring different people with me, and everything is powerful. I just live for Medjugorje. 

You have to go to experience it first because there’s no money on this earth that will buy the peace you will get in Medjugorje, the peace of mind, the peace you get in your heart, and the love. Our Blessed Mother is wrapping Her mantle around us.

Every year I come back, I go to that statue. I say three Hail Marys thanking Her for bringing me back. Before I leave, the last thing I will do is say three Hail Marys, and I say, “Blessed Mother, if it’s Your wish, Your will, bring me back next year.” She’s brought me back 46 trips. 

In the beginning, I would come four times in one year. I couldn’t get enough of it, the healing, inner healing, inner peace, to accept the cross I had to carry. 

There are a lot of people skeptical about Medjugorje, but if you go home with the Blessed Mother in your heart and the joy you get here, they’d only have to look at you, the smile on your face, and know. If someone comes and they’re really skeptical, I just pray for them. I say, “Blessed Mother, You’ve touched me in my life. Now touch them in their life.”