\u2026eu nu sunt doar un fotograf. Sunt fiul femeii pe care a\u021bi salvat-o \u00een urm\u0103 cu dou\u0103zeci de ani.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am sim\u021bit cum \u00eemi fuge p\u0103m\u00e2ntul de sub picioare. Am recitit r\u00e2ndurile de c\u00e2teva ori, dar literele \u00eencepeau s\u0103 se amestece. \u00cen spatele fotografiei era o adres\u0103 scris\u0103 m\u0103runt.<\/p>\n
Mi-a luat c\u00e2teva zile s\u0103-mi fac curaj. M\u0103 fr\u0103m\u00e2ntam zi \u0219i noapte: cine era el cu adev\u0103rat? Cum putea fi fiul acelei femei?<\/p>\n
Am mers la adresa din plic. Era o cas\u0103 modest\u0103, cu o curte plin\u0103 de flori. M-a \u00eent\u00e2mpinat o femeie \u00een v\u00e2rst\u0103, sprijinit\u0103 \u00eentr-un baston. C\u00e2nd m-a v\u0103zut, a \u00eenceput s\u0103 pl\u00e2ng\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Dumneavoastr\u0103\u2026 sunte\u021bi Elena, nu-i a\u0219a? m-a \u00eentrebat.<\/p>\n
Am dat din cap, confuz\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Sunt mama lui Radu. Acum dou\u0103zeci de ani, m-a\u021bi ajutat s\u0103 scap dintr-un incendiu. Eram singur\u0103, speriat\u0103\u2026 Dumneavoastr\u0103 m-a\u021bi scos afar\u0103. El era atunci doar un copil. A crescut cu povestea dumneavoastr\u0103.<\/p>\n
Am sim\u021bit cum mi se umezesce privirea. Femeia a continuat:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Mi-a spus c\u0103 vrea s\u0103 v\u0103 g\u0103seasc\u0103, dar s\u0103 nu v\u0103 sperie. C\u0103 vrea s\u0103 v\u0103 arate c\u00e2t de mult \u00eenseamn\u0103 pentru el curajul \u0219i bun\u0103tatea dumneavoastr\u0103.<\/p>\n
Am privit \u00een jur \u0219i am z\u0103rit pe perete fotografia mea din hotel, \u00eenr\u0103mat\u0103. Sub ea, un bile\u021bel: \u201ePentru cea care m-a \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat c\u0103 nu e niciodat\u0103 prea t\u00e2rziu s\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u0219ti.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am sim\u021bit un nod \u00een g\u00e2t. Nu mai era vorba despre o noapte de pasiune, ci despre o lec\u021bie de via\u021b\u0103. Radu nu venise s\u0103 m\u0103 seduc\u0103, ci s\u0103-mi redea ceva ce pierdusem demult \u2014 \u00eencrederea c\u0103 via\u021ba \u00eenc\u0103 are surprize.<\/p>\n
Am \u00eenceput s\u0103 pl\u00e2ng \u00een hohote, dar erau lacrimi de eliberare. M-am sim\u021bit din nou vie. \u00cen acea clip\u0103, femeia mi-a luat m\u00e2inile \u00een ale ei:<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218ti\u021bi, drag\u0103 mea, b\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u021bea nu e o pedeaps\u0103. E o a doua \u0219ans\u0103, dac\u0103 o prime\u0219ti cu inima deschis\u0103.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 acea \u00eent\u00e2lnire, am \u00eenceput s\u0103 ies mai des. M\u0103 duceam \u00een ora\u0219, la teatru, la cafenea, la muzeu. Radu m\u0103 vizita din c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd, \u00eemi ar\u0103ta fotografiile lui \u0219i \u00eemi povestea despre locurile \u00een care mergea. \u00centre noi nu mai era atrac\u021bia aceea tulbure, ci o afec\u021biune curat\u0103, ca \u00eentre dou\u0103 suflete care s-au reg\u0103sit.<\/p>\n
\u00centr-o sear\u0103, mi-a adus un album. Pe copert\u0103 scria: \u201eCurajul de a fi viu\u201d. \u00cen\u0103untru erau portrete ale b\u0103tr\u00e2nilor din sate, oameni simpli, dar cu ochii plini de lumin\u0103. Pe ultima pagin\u0103, fotografia mea. Sub ea, o fraz\u0103:
\u201eAceasta este Elena, femeia care m-a \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat c\u0103 nu exist\u0103 v\u00e2rst\u0103 pentru frumuse\u021be.\u201d<\/p>\n
Atunci am \u00een\u021beles. Noaptea aceea, care p\u0103rea o gre\u0219eal\u0103, fusese de fapt un dar.<\/p>\n
Am \u00eenchis albumul, am z\u00e2mbit \u0219i am privit spre apus. Cerul era ro\u0219u, cald, ca vinul din acea sear\u0103 de demult. M-am sim\u021bit \u00eemp\u0103cat\u0103.<\/p>\n
Pentru prima dat\u0103 dup\u0103 moartea so\u021bului meu, am sim\u021bit c\u0103 via\u021ba nu s-a terminat \u2014 doar a \u00eenceput altfel. Cu mai mult\u0103 lini\u0219te, mai mult\u0103 \u00een\u021belepciune \u0219i, mai ales, cu mai mult curaj.<\/p>\n
Pentru c\u0103, da, la \u0219aizeci \u0219i cinci de ani, po\u021bi \u00eenc\u0103 s\u0103 te \u00eendr\u0103goste\u0219ti de via\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u2026eu nu sunt doar un fotograf. Sunt fiul femeii pe care a\u021bi salvat-o \u00een urm\u0103 cu dou\u0103zeci de ani.\u201d Am sim\u021bit cum \u00eemi fuge p\u0103m\u00e2ntul de sub picioare. Am recitit r\u00e2ndurile de c\u00e2teva ori, dar literele \u00eencepeau s\u0103 se amestece. \u00cen spatele fotografiei era o adres\u0103 scris\u0103 m\u0103runt. Mi-a luat c\u00e2teva zile s\u0103-mi fac curaj. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":10320,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10319","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-povesti"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10319","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=10319"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10319\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10321,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10319\/revisions\/10321"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/10320"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10319"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10319"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10319"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}