\u2026nu avea nimic de-a face cu ce m\u0103 temusem.<\/p>\n
\u201eRodi,\u201d a spus el \u00eencet, \u201efemeia din tablouri\u2026 e\u0219ti tu.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am clipit. Am vrut s\u0103 protestez, dar cuvintele nu mi-au ie\u0219it.<\/p>\n
\u201eNu\u2026 nu se poate,\u201d am murmurat.<\/p>\n
A luat cu grij\u0103 una dintre p\u00e2nze \u2014 cea din 1978. O t\u00e2n\u0103r\u0103 cu p\u0103rul prins \u00een coad\u0103, r\u00e2z\u00e2nd larg, cu f\u0103in\u0103 pe obraz.<\/p>\n
\u201e\u00ce\u021bi aminte\u0219ti? Erai \u00een buc\u0103t\u0103ria din apartamentul nostru din Ploie\u0219ti. F\u0103ceai cozonaci \u0219i ai \u00eenceput s\u0103 r\u00e2zi pentru c\u0103 ai pus sarea \u00een loc de zah\u0103r.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am sim\u021bit cum mi se umezesesc ochii.<\/p>\n
A luat alt tablou, din 2005. O femeie cu fire albe la t\u00e2mple, \u021bin\u00e2nd un bebelu\u0219 \u00een bra\u021be.<\/p>\n
\u201eAici \u00eel \u021bii pe Matei, primul nostru nepot. Pl\u00e2ngeai \u0219i spuneai c\u0103 via\u021ba nu poate fi mai frumoas\u0103 de at\u00e2t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mi-am dus m\u00e2na la gur\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u201eDar\u2026 de ce?\u201d am \u0219optit.<\/p>\n
Gheorghe a l\u0103sat p\u00e2nza jos \u0219i m-a privit cum nu m\u0103 mai privise de ani \u2014 cu team\u0103 \u0219i cu o iubire ad\u00e2nc\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u201ePentru c\u0103 mi-a fost fric\u0103,\u201d a spus el.<\/p>\n
Am sim\u021bit cum mi se str\u00e2nge stomacul.<\/p>\n
\u201eFrica de ce?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eC\u0103 \u00eentr-o zi\u2026 o s\u0103 m\u0103 ui\u021bi.\u201d<\/p>\n
T\u0103cerea a c\u0103zut peste noi ca o p\u0103tur\u0103 grea.<\/p>\n
\u201eC\u00e2nd ai \u00eenceput s\u0103 ui\u021bi lucruri mici\u2026 ochelarii, cheile, pove\u0219tile\u2026 doctorul mi-a spus c\u0103 s-ar putea s\u0103 fie \u00eenceputul unei boli. Nu era sigur. Dar eu\u2026 eu m-am speriat.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mi-am amintit consulta\u021bia de acum c\u00e2\u021biva ani. O considerasem o verificare banal\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u201eA\u0219a c\u0103 am \u00eenceput s\u0103 te pictez. \u00cen fiecare an. Uneori de mai multe ori pe an. Am vrut s\u0103 p\u0103strez fiecare z\u00e2mbet, fiecare rid, fiecare privire.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vocea \u00eei tremura.<\/p>\n
\u201eDac\u0103 va veni ziua \u00een care nu-\u021bi vei mai aminti cine sunt\u2026 vreau s\u0103-\u021bi ar\u0103t cine ai fost. Vreau s\u0103-\u021bi ar\u0103t c\u00e2t de frumoas\u0103 ai fost \u00een fiecare etap\u0103. C\u00e2t de mult ai iubit. C\u00e2t ai d\u0103ruit.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lacrimile \u00eemi curgeau acum f\u0103r\u0103 oprire.<\/p>\n
\u201eN-am vrut s\u0103 intri aici pentru c\u0103\u2026 \u00eenc\u0103 nu sunt gata s\u0103 te pierd. \u0218i nici s\u0103 accep\u021bi c\u0103 s-ar putea \u00eent\u00e2mpla.\u201d<\/p>\n
M-am uitat din nou la pere\u021bi.<\/p>\n
Nu era o alt\u0103 femeie.<\/p>\n
Eram eu. La 18 ani, \u00een rochia cusut\u0103 de mama. La 30, obosit\u0103, dar fericit\u0103, cu patru copii \u00een jurul mesei. La 50, dans\u00e2nd la nunta fiicei noastre. La 70, \u021bin\u00e2ndu-l pe Gheorghe de m\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een curte, sub vi\u0219in.<\/p>\n
Toat\u0103 via\u021ba mea era acolo.<\/p>\n
\u201eDe asta mirosea mereu a vopsea,\u201d am spus printre lacrimi.<\/p>\n
El a z\u00e2mbit slab.<\/p>\n
\u201e\u0218i de asta puneam muzica noastr\u0103. Ca s\u0103-mi amintesc exact cum te mi\u0219cai prin cas\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am f\u0103cut un pas spre el.<\/p>\n
De data asta, nu m-am mai retras.<\/p>\n
I-am cuprins fa\u021ba \u00een palme, a\u0219a cum f\u0103ceam c\u00e2nd eram tineri.<\/p>\n
\u201eGheorghe,\u201d am spus \u00eencet, \u201echiar dac\u0103 o s\u0103 uit unde mi-am pus ochelarii\u2026 sau ce-am m\u00e2ncat ieri\u2026 un lucru n-o s\u0103 uit niciodat\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n
El m-a privit speriat.<\/p>\n
\u201eCe anume?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eCum m-ai iubit.\u201d<\/p>\n
A izbucnit \u00een pl\u00e2ns, ca un copil.<\/p>\n
Ne-am a\u0219ezat pe podeaua garajului, \u00eenconjura\u021bi de zeci de ani de via\u021b\u0103 picta\u021bi pe pere\u021bi.<\/p>\n
\u00cen seara aceea, nu am mai \u00eenchis u\u0219a atelierului.<\/p>\n
Am dus un scaun acolo. O can\u0103 de ceai. O p\u0103tur\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u0218i l-am rugat s\u0103-mi spun\u0103 povestea fiec\u0103rui tablou.<\/p>\n
Poate c\u0103 memoria mea nu mai e ca la 20 de ani.<\/p>\n
Dar am \u00een\u021beles ceva simplu \u0219i adev\u0103rat:<\/p>\n
Iubirea nu st\u0103 \u00een amintiri perfecte.<\/p>\n
St\u0103 \u00een gesturi m\u0103runte, repetate zi de zi.<\/p>\n
\u00cen gr\u0103tarele de duminic\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00cen \u201eAi luat pastilele?\u201d spus cu grij\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00centr-un garaj plin de tablouri, pictate \u00een t\u0103cere, de un b\u0103rbat care \u0219i-a iubit nevasta toat\u0103 via\u021ba.<\/p>\n
\u0218i \u00een seara aceea, \u00eenainte s\u0103 adormim, el a \u0219optit ca \u00eentotdeauna:<\/p>\n
\u201eNoapte bun\u0103, Rodi. Te iubesc.\u201d<\/p>\n
Iar eu i-am r\u0103spuns, f\u0103r\u0103 ezitare:<\/p>\n
\u201e\u0218tiu.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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