Miren is a lovely woman in her seventies who is preparing to give the speech of her life. She is not a politician though her story is wrapped up in the politics that plagues Northern Ireland for decades coming to a climax on January 30, 1972 with an event that came to be known as Bloody Sunday. On the anniversary of the event she has been asked to speak as one of the only wives that is still alive from the 14 men that died that day in peaceful protest for the civil rights they believed they deserved. Miren goes back and forth in time talking to the audience at the event and to the events leading up to that deadly day. She was a simple Irish Catholic girl that wanted a simple life but that is not the life that she got. Her husband joined the resistance and on this day, he didn’t come. Miren made the decision not to bury him as a part of the resistance but rather keep that private though the survivors knew. For her, he was her husband, the man she’d hoped would be the father of her children- she lost all of that on that day. It was a day that she will never soon forget but on this day she will do as she has been challenged to do, “Tell us what happened from your perspective on this day. It doesn’t have to be pretty, just honest.” Miren breaks her silence and tells the truth of that day for her. The activist her husband was, the organization he joined to make their life better, the government soldiers who took his life, and the reason she kept his position a secret. A love story of sorts, she never forgets him, never loves another like him, and holds his memory with her daily.
