Bhí síocháin shuaimhneach i siopa tae i mBaile Átha Cliath.

There was a peaceful tranquility in a tea shop in Baile Átha Cliath.

Bhí an tEarrach ann.

It was Spring.

Tae te ar an mbord agus gach duine gafa ina gcomhrá ciúin féin.

Hot tea on the table and everyone absorbed in their own quiet conversation.

Bhí Siobhán agus Declan ina suí ag bord cois fuinneoige.

Siobhán and Declan were sitting at a table by the window.

Solas gréine ag dul tríd na fuinneoga deasa le cuirtíní lása.

Sunlight streaming through the lovely windows with lace curtains.

Bholadh breá na bpáisteairí úr timpeallach orthu.

The delightful smell of fresh pastries surrounded them.

Bhí Declan ag gáire.

Declan was laughing.

"Siobhán, táim chomh sásta.

"Siobhán, I am so happy.

Sílim gur cheart dúinn leanúint ar aghaidh le pleananna don uchtáil."

I think we should continue with the plans for adoption."

D'fhéach Siobhán, a bhí cúthail agus machnamhach, amach an fhuinneog.

Siobhán, who was shy and contemplative, looked out the window.

Bhí an gairdín taobh amuigh ag líonadh le bláthanna nua.

The garden outside was filling with new flowers.

"Ach Declan," a dúirt sí,

"But Declan," she said,

"tá faitíos orm nach bhfuil mé réidh.

"I'm afraid I'm not ready.

An féidir liom aire a thabhairt do pháiste?"

Can I take care of a child?"

Tháinig Aoife, deirfiúr Siobhán, isteach sa siopa.

Aoife, Siobhán's sister, entered the shop.

Shuigh sí síos leo.

She sat down with them.

"Siobhán, tá tú i gcónaí cúramach, agus sin deas.

"Siobhán, you are always careful, and that's nice.

Ach uaireanta, ní mór duit do chroí a leanúint," a mhol Aoife.

But sometimes you have to follow your heart," advised Aoife.

Bhí a cuid comhairle praiticiúil agus simplí.

Her advice was practical and simple.

Díreach ansin, chonaic Siobhán páiste beag ag rith isteach sa siopa.

Just then, Siobhán saw a little child running into the shop.

Bhain an páiste a bpeata bréagán dó ón mbord. Thosnaigh an páiste ag caoineadh.

The child had lost their toy from the table and started crying.

Gan smaoineamh, chuaigh Siobhán chuige, ghabh sí suas an bréagán, agus thug sí sólás don pháiste.

Without thinking, Siobhán went over, retrieved the toy, and consoled the child.

Stán Declan agus Aoife uirthi le gean agus iontas.

Declan and Aoife gazed at her with affection and surprise.

Bhí an nóiméad soiléir.

The moment was clear.

Thug sé muinín do Siobhán.

It gave Siobhán confidence.

Bhí croí lách aici.

She had a warm heart.

Bhraith sí athrú istigh inti.

She felt a change within her.

D'fhéach sí ar Declan agus Aoife.

She looked at Declan and Aoife.

"Tá mé réidh," a dúirt sí go muiníneach.

"I'm ready," she said confidently.

"Tá a fhios agam anois go bhfuil grá ionam le roinnt."

"I know now that I have love to share."

D'fhág an lá sin bláthanna níos gile sa ghairdín, mar bhí Siobhán réidh chun an doras nua a oscailt, in éineacht le Declan.

That day left brighter flowers in the garden, as Siobhán was ready to open the new door, along with Declan.

Bhí siad ag dul i dtaithí ar lá nua, lán de thodhchaí atá lán de chomhchur leanaí ina ngreim láimhe.

They were getting used to a new day, full of a future intertwined with children's hands in their grasp.

Leis an muinín agus an grá aisghabhála sin, bhí Siobhán ag súil leis an eachtra lena háthas iompaithe ar aghaidh.

With that regained confidence and love, Siobhán was looking forward to the adventure, her joy turned forward.

Bhí tosaíocht agat agus, sa deireadh, níor theastaigh uaithi ach é a leanúint.

You prioritized, and in the end, all she wanted was to follow it.

Agus anois, bhí sí ábalta feall a chur as, agus é a dhéanamh le croí oscailte.

And now, she was able to move forward, and do it with an open heart.