Dreaming of Sosaidh – A Journey Through Love and Memory
In the cold silence of a prison cell, when the noise dies down and the walls no longer speak, a man closes his eyes. And when this tune begins to play — low and haunting, full of yearning — it opens a door in his heart. A door to the only place that keeps him human. Sosaidh. She is not gone. She is out there — living, breathing, waiting. And he, locked away from the world, holds onto her with the one thing they cannot take: memory. They were inseparable once. Days of laughter under Irish skies, quiet talks by the fire, hands clasped tight through hard times. She stood by him when no one else would. When the world turned its back, she stayed. Through long court days and dark headlines, she never flinched. Her eyes, full of love and fire, met his across the courtroom. And in that moment, he knew: he could survive anything — except losing her. Now, every night, when the noise dims and the light fades, he plays this melody in his head. He hears it as she used to hum it in the kitchen. I...