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In Dingle, Ireland, if you go way past the town limits to the coast and off a back road that was once labeled Moonrise Way, you'll find a path.
If you go down the path a little way, maybe about a half mile if you're counting or about an eighth of a kilometer if you're from anywhere else but America, you'll find an old shed filled with woodworking and football gear. A kid-sized net and a light blue soccer ball haphazardly thrown to the side as if in a rush.
If you go a bit further, you'll begin to hear the sound of the ocean clearer and you'll find a small beach cottage with slightly faded paint and a wrap-around porch with a bench swing in the back. If you go into the house, you'll see walls painted a nice green. Pictures of a lovely couple, a man with walnut mist-colored hair and eyes as green as the forest that surrounds the cottage, and a woman with red coppery hair and deep ocean blue eyes.
Along with those pictures, you will also find some with a big group of people in them, all smiling at the camera as if they had just won the game of the century. Along the halls, as you get further into the home, you will see photos of a wedding between the man and woman from before. As you get to the room on the second floor, you'll see photos of a baby girl with light strawberry blond hair and eyes as green as her father's.
If you come back downstairs and go to the ocean view of the back porch, you'll see the mother from the pictures before singing softly to a baby.
"City of stars, are you shining just for me?" she'll sing.
The gentleman she's leaning on will smile at his wife and child with such joy and happiness in his eyes that small tears will begin to form from the emotion. The baby, Arabella, will giggle up at her parents, which will cause the couple to laugh at the twinkling sound.
