Flúirse sneachta bhí i gCearnóg Láir Nua-Eabhrac.

There was an abundance of snow in Cearnóg Láir New York.

Bhí an lá fuar, ach bhí croíthe lán brí.

The day was cold, but hearts were full of spirit.

Eamon, an bainisteoir tionscadail díograiseach, shiúil trí na cosáin leathan, aird aige ar chruinniú gan choinne a bhí le Maeve.

Eamon, the enthusiastic project manager, walked through the wide pathways, focused on an unexpected meeting he had with Maeve.

Bhí an chuma ar an bpictiúr cosúil le cárta poist; crainn clúdaithe le sneachta agus páistí áite ag imirt ar shléibhte sneachta.

The scene looked like a postcard; trees covered in snow and local children playing on snow hills.

Bhí sé Lá Fhéile Vailintín, ach sa sneachta geal, níl croí ar dhath bándearg sa cheathrú scéal.

It was Valentine's Day, but in the bright snow, there was no heart in rosy shades in the neighborhood.

Shroich Eamon cruinniú Maeve.

Eamon reached Maeve's meeting.

Bhí sé buartha.

He was worried.

Bhí sé ag súil leis go mbeadh Maeve sásta lena thionscadal nua.

He was hoping that Maeve would be satisfied with his new project.

Ba bhreá leis tabhairt faoin tionscadal le meon uaillmhianach na hÉireannach, ach rinne Maeve gearán.

He loved approaching the project with the ambitious spirit of the Irish, but Maeve made a complaint.

"Eamon," a dúirt sí, lena guth bog ach muiníúil, "ní minic a chuireann tú san áireamh folláine an fhoireann."

"Eamon," she said, in her soft but confident voice, "you rarely consider the team's wellbeing."

"Ach tá an tionscadal nua seo dochreidte," d'fhreagair Eamon go dochomair.

"But this new project is incredible," Eamon responded concisely.

Ach níor chaill Maeve a ngléar. Bhí amhras uirthi.

But Maeve didn't lose her glow. She was doubtful.

Bhí sí ag iarradh níos mó ná briathra móra, bhí sí ag iarradh fírinne agus dionscail.

She wanted more than fancy words, she wanted truthfulness and diligence.

"An bhfuil tú cinnte nach mbaineann sé seo leat féin níos mó ná an fhoireann?" a d’fhiafraigh sí go géar.

"Are you sure this isn't more about you than the team?" she asked sharply.

Bhí an cheist díreach mar a bhíodh aimsir gaoithe ag séideadh tríothu.

The question was as direct as the gusty winds blowing through them.

Stán Eamon ar an talamh, ag smaoineamh.

Eamon stared at the ground, thinking.

Bhí sé i gcruacha boise. Thosaigh a intinn ag múscailt.

He was at a loss for words. His mind began to awaken.

Bhí tuiscint ag teacht isteach ina aigne.

Understanding was settling in his mind.

Bhí Maeve ceart. Níor smaoinigh sé ar an bhfoireann fírinne.

Maeve was right. He hadn't really thought of the team's reality.

Bhí sé am don mhachnamh.

It was time for reflection.

Lig sé dó féin sos, analú go domhain, ag faire ar an sneachta ag titim.

He allowed himself a break, taking deep breaths, watching the snow fall.

"Tá tú ceart, Maeve," a admháil sé go ciúin.

"You're right, Maeve," he admitted quietly.

"Níor cheap mé i gceart. A ligean linn oibriú le chéile agus plean níos fearr a dhéanamh."

"I didn't think it through. Let us work together and create a better plan."

D'fhéach Maeve air, agus aoibh ar a aghaidh.

Maeve looked at him, smiling.

"Tá sin mar atá sé," a dúirt sí le meangadh gáire.

"That's how it should be," she said with a grin.

Bhí bealach nua leagtha amach, bealach a thabharfadh fás lena chéile.

A new path was set, one that would bring growth together.

Ag siúl le chéile tríd an sneachta, chonaic siad cé chomh hálainn is a bhí an áit, ní hamháin de bharr a bhláth sneacthail, ach de bharr an athraithe a tháinig ar Eamon.

Walking together through the snow, they saw how beautiful the place was, not just because of its snowy bloom, but because of the change that came over Eamon.

Tháinig sé le tuiscint do thábhacht na comhoibriú agus truachroí i gceannaireacht.

He came to understand the importance of collaboration and empathy in leadership.

Ní raibh sé faoi bhuanna pearsanta amháin níos mó.

It was no longer just about personal achievements.

Bhí sé faoi fás an ghrúpa.

It was about the growth of the group.

Ag deireadh an lae, bhí an Lá Fhéile Vailintín níos mó ná lá do na lánúineacha i gCearnóg Láir.

By the end of the day, Valentine's Day was more than a day for couples in Cearnóg Láir.

Bhí sé ina lá do na cairde, do na comhghleacaithe agus do na hathruithe croí.

It was a day for friends, colleagues, and heartfelt changes.

Bhí Eamon agus Maeve réidh, lámh i lámh, do na dúshláin nua, aontaithe i bhfís níos dearfaí.

Eamon and Maeve were ready, hand in hand, for the new challenges, united in a more positive vision.