Lá fuar a bhí ann i mBaile Átha Cliath, nuair a shiúil Fiona isteach i bPáirc Faiche Stiabhna.

It was a cold day in Baile Átha Cliath, when Fiona walked into Páirc Faiche Stiabhna.

Bhí láthair caol de shneachta fágtha ar na crainn, mar a bheadh brat bán thar a gcuid géag.

There was a narrow stretch of snow left on the trees, like a white blanket draped over their branches.

Bhí sí ag lorg suaimhnis sa bhealach a bhí leagtha amach os a comhair, ach bhí ceo i gceann a croí.

She was searching for peace in the path laid out before her, but there was a fog in her heart.

Ní raibh a fhios aici cén treo a bhí sé ceart di glacadh i saol na hoibre.

She didn't know which direction was right for her to take in the world of work.

Bhí sí ag smaoineamh go dian, ag cuimhneamh ar na roghanna a bhí aici.

She was thinking intensely, pondering the choices she had.

Le cos mar a bhí sí ag titim i dtreo an gazebo beag sa pháirc, ghlaoigh sí ar a cairde, Seamus agus Eoin, trí theachtaireacht téacs a sheoladh.

With a step as if she were falling toward the small gazebo in the park, she called her friends, Seamus and Eoin, by sending a text message.

Thig leo bualadh léi gan mhoill.

They could meet her without delay.

Bhí sí ag súil go dtabharfadh an t-am le chéile soilse bán céanna ábhar machnaimh di.

She hoped that the time together would provide her the same white lights of contemplation.

Ní fada go raibh na triúr acu bailithe faoin gceibhléithe bláthach.

It wasn't long before the three of them gathered under the floral canopy.

Bhí an ghaoth ag séideadh, ach níor stopadh iad.

The wind was blowing, but it didn't stop them.

Labhair siad go fonnmhar faoi saol, brú na sochaí, agus na bealaí éagsúla a bhí rompu.

They spoke eagerly about life, societal pressures, and the different paths available to them.

Bhí Seamus agus Eoin báúil agus ag dul i bhfeidhm go dearfach ar Fiona.

Seamus and Eoin were sympathetic and positively influencing Fiona.

Go tobann, agus iad ag pléionadar faoin spéir oscailte, chuir Eoin ceist shimplí: "Cad is brí le sonas duit, Fiona?

Suddenly, as they were discussing under the open sky, Eoin asked a simple question: "What does happiness mean to you, Fiona?"

" Thairg an cheist seo deis do Fiona machnamh a dhéanamh ar an méid a bhí i bhfírinne tábhachtach di.

This question offered Fiona the opportunity to reflect on what was truly important to her.

Ní mar, cad a shíl daoine eile, ach cad a shíl sí féin.

Not what others thought, but what she herself thought.

Leis an gceist sin, tharla gluaiseacht mhór ina smaointe.

With that question, a great shift occurred in her thoughts.

Thuig sí nach raibh aon rud níos tábhachtaí ná aire a thabhairt di féin agus an rud a dhéanann áthas di féin a leanúint.

She realized that nothing was more important than taking care of herself and pursuing what genuinely made her happy.

Léim sí cúpla céim ar aghaidh ina intinn, ag titim isteach i dtreo a cinntí a dhéanamh a d’oirfeadh dá anam féin.

She took a few mental steps forward, moving towards making decisions that would suit her own soul.

Tháinig sícháin uirthi.

She felt peace come over her.

Bhí sí réidh cinneadh a dhéanamh faoina todhchaí.

She was ready to make a decision about her future.

Agus í ag éirí as gluaiseacht na comhrá, chuir sí a lámh ar ghualainn a cairde.

As she emerged from the movement of the conversation, she placed a hand on her friends’ shoulders.

"Go raibh míle maith agaibh," a dúirt sí go croíúil, "is tá a fhios agam anois cén chaoi a dtreoróidh mé mé féin.

"Thank you very much," she said sincerely, "now I know how to guide myself."

"Leis an gaoith mháirseála ag síneadh faoina prós, d’fhág Fiona Faiche Stiabhna leasaithe.

With the marching wind extending beneath her prose, Fiona left Faiche Stiabhna transformed.

Bhí cinnteacht tagtha lena croí féin, agus bhí sí sásta aghaidh a thabhairt ar an gcéad leathanach úr dá scéal pearsanta.

Certainty had come to her heart, and she was ready to face the next new chapter of her personal story.

Seachas an cheo roimhe, bhí íomhá shoiléir leagtha amach aici agus teachtaireacht shimplí: lean do sult féin, agus rachaidh gach rud eile i gcrích.

Instead of the previous fog, she had a clear vision laid out and a simple message: follow your own joy, and everything else will fall into place.