Letterbrock, Liscarney, Westport
Teresa was born on April 5 1933 to the late Thomas and Rose McEvilly. She was brought up with traditional values and raised primarily by her late mother as her late father passed away when she was only four years of age. She lived all of her life in Letterbrock, until her death on April 21 this year. She attended the local school and went on to complete her education in the Sacred Heart School in Westport. During her teenage years she played camogie for the Drummin team and went on to marry her late husband Joe on February 10 1954, two months short of her twenty-first birthday.
Teresa was a proud and dignified woman who had a great passion for life and in particular she loved the outdoor life and worked on the family farm with Joe as well as raising seven children and caring for the elderly family members. She taught her family many things as young children growing up, that hold them in good stead today. They have no doubt that these values have made them who they are and they are very thankful to her for this.
Teresa also enjoyed the lighter side of life and attended many functions and social outings with Joe and was partial to singing some of the old traditional songs, which she did as recently as three years ago at her granddaughter’s wedding. She also had a keen interest in current affairs and kept herself informed on all the national and international topics. Teresa would watch any kind of sports on TV and some of her sons-in-law would say she was a sneaky Manchester United fan! She waited eagerly over the past number of years for the arrival of Sam Maguire to Mayo but unfortunately that was not to be! Being independent and able to live in her own home was her life-long wish and thankfully her wish was granted until her hospital admission three weeks before she passed away.
Teresa loved her grandchildren and great-grandchildren very much and would love when they visited her and kept her informed of their day-to-day lives and their achievements. devout Catholic she would pray every day for them all and say a special prayer at times of exams, interviews, driving tests and any other challenges that were presented to them.
Teresa was pre-deceased by her late son Seán who died on February 27, 2016. This was a great shock to her and truthfully, although she tried to continue with her life as normal, she continued to grieve for him and the last 14 months was a very difficult time for her. Teresa also had great fondness for her faithful friend Shep, who kept her company over those months.
At her own request, Teresa’s funeral Mass, which was held in Drummin Church, was simple and traditional and was attended by a large number of mourners including members of the local community, some of whom were life-long friends and who will also miss her, especially the regular phone calls and her weekly attendance at Sunday Mass.
The Reflection ‘Miss Me but Let me Go’ was read by her daughter Mona at her funeral Mass, which was a simple reading indicating that her time had come and that she had to go. Teresa was buried with her husband Joe in the adjoining cemetery and will be missed by her family all but her memory will live on in us forever.
Mam is survived by her son, Joe; daughters, Mary, Breege, Rose, Fidelma and Mona; her daughter-in-law, Ann; sons-in-law, Ernie, Steve, Niall and Paul; grandchildren, Ernestine, Salome, Maria, Daire, Joseph, Tommie, Aoife, Cian, Patrick, Molly, Matthew; great-grandchildren Hugh, Lynn, Joseph, Grace, Oisín; brother-in-law, Mick; sister-in-law, Kathleen and extended family and friends.
Ar dheis Dé go raigh a hanam dílis.
Miss Me but Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no tears in a gloom filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not for long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love that once we shared
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take
And each must go alone.
It’s all a part of the master plan
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go the friends that we know.
And bury your sorrows in doing good works,
Miss me - But let me go.
Rest Peacefully Forever Mam.