Bhí sí chomh fuar le seanduine an gheimhridh.

She was as cold as an old person in winter.

Bhí Niamh ag obair gan stad gan staonadh i dtospidéal páirce beag i lár na tíre.

Niamh was working tirelessly in a small field hospital in the heart of the country.

Bhí sneachta taobh amuigh.

There was snow outside.

Ba ar éigean a bhí feiceáil ar feadh ciliméadar timpeall, gach rud bán agus ciúin seachas an torann ciotach de na cairteacha agus na páistí ag glaoch ar chabhair.

Barely anything was visible for a kilometer around, everything white and quiet except for the clattering noise of the carts and the children calling for help.

Bhí Niamh buartha.

Niamh was worried.

Tháinig scéal cumhachtach; ní raibh an lastas ábhar soláthair ag teacht.

Powerful news came in; the supply materials shipment wasn't coming.

Thit an seirbhís seachadta ina thost mar gheall ar dhroch am na haimsire.

The delivery service fell silent due to the bad weather.

Bhí sé de phost ag Niamh ábhar soláthair a aimsiú.

It was Niamh's job to find supply materials.

Agus bhí cúis rúnda eile aici.

And she had another secret reason.

Bhí a croí lán le grá do chliamhain.

Her heart was full of love for her fiancé.

Ba mhian léi bronntanas speisialta a fháil dó do Lá Fhéile Vailintín.

She wanted to get him a special gift for Valentine's Day.

Laistigh de na clocha sneachta, chonaic sí trucail ag druidim leis an ospidéal.

Amidst the snowflakes, she saw a truck approaching the hospital.

Bhí trucail beag seachadta ann.

It was a small delivery truck.

'Seo mo dheis,' a smaoinigh sí.

"Here's my opportunity," she thought.

Agus d'imigh sí amach ag rith, ag ligean orthu gur thiteadar ar a cos, ag tabhairt cuireadh don tiománaí caife a ól agus dul isteach sa teaghlaigh.

And she ran out, pretending that they had fallen on her foot, inviting the driver to have coffee and come inside to the family area.

Bhí comhrá iontach acu.

They had a great conversation.

Go mall, áfach, d’iarr sí air cabhrú léi.

Slowly, however, she asked him to help her.

Bribe beag ní ba chontúirtíochta.

A slightly more dangerous bribe.

Ach bhí muinín aici.

But she had confidence.

Bhí an tiománaí ábalta a dhéanamh, ach bhí an lastas ansin fós teoranta do na riachtanais.

The driver was able to do it, but the shipment was still limited to the essentials.

Níorbh í Niamh an t-aon duine ar cuireadh uirthi dul i muinín soláthar dileas áite ar bith.

Niamh wasn't the only person compelled to rely on makeshift supplies anywhere.

Labhair an tiománaí, "Ní féidir liom mórán a thabhairt."

The driver spoke, "I can't give much."

Ar ais laistigh an ospidéil, d'fheach Niamh ar na soláthairtí.

Back inside the hospital, Niamh looked at the supplies.

Agus ní raibh níos mó ná cúisíní, scairfeanna greamaithe, agus bainne pónairí ann.

And there were only cushions, adhesive bandages, and powdered milk.

Níor bá í an bronntanas idéalach.

It wasn't the ideal gift.

Ach rinne sí machnamh ar bronntanas ón gcroí a chruthú.

But she thought about creating a heartfelt gift.

Ghlac sí gairm ar maidin an lae Vailintín, agus thóg sí scairt mhín ar an mbóthar sneachta.

She took a call on Valentine's morning and made a gentle stir on the snowy road.

Ó na huilinneacha, d’ullmhaigh Niamh brísteas spéisialta do chliamhain.

From the fabric pieces, Niamh prepared a special garment for her fiancé.

Stitched sí a ainm ann le fíochán.

She stitched his name into it with thread.

Cuirfidh sí leaba the le cnámharlach aigéad tafannach.

She would add a warming blanket with an aromatic acid base.

Agus chuir sí scéal grinn san áireamh: "Mar a théann na laethanta go chéile, bí linn mar nigh."

And she included a humorous story: "As the days blend together, be with us like a wash."

Nuair a d’oscail sé, bhí iontas air.

When he opened it, he was surprised.

"Níl gá le fearas fadálach," ar sé le cuimhne ar a gháire geal i measc na sneachta.

"There's no need for extravagant gear," he said, remembering his bright smile among the snow.

Niamh thuig ansin nach bhfuil gach rud go hálainn timpeall orainn fiú go bhfuil sé uaireanta simplí, croíúil.

Then Niamh realized that not everything around us is beautiful even though it is sometimes simple, heartfelt.

Ba ghearr orthu bheith le chéile, déanta ag gníomhaíocht iarrachtaí tuaithe.

They were soon to be together, made through rural effort activities.

Bhí a croí sásta mar bhí a fhios aici nach bhfuil braon seó níos éifeachtaí ná sásamh laethúil comhsheasmhach.

Her heart was happy because she knew no flashy show was more effective than consistent daily satisfaction.

Agus ainmníodh an titim sin i gcuimhne gnáthbhuailtear uisce éadoirmhail áite.

And that fall was named in memory of the ordinary shallow pool of water at the place.