Fiul meu nu mai are rezultate bune la \u0219coal\u0103 de c\u00e2nd s-a mutat la tat\u0103l lui \u2014 tocmai am aflat ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 cu adev\u0103rat \u00een acea cas\u0103<\/p>\n
Claire \u00eencearc\u0103 s\u0103 nu se implice dup\u0103 ce fiul ei adolescent se mut\u0103 cu tat\u0103l, dar lini\u0219tea lui devine \u00een cele din urm\u0103 mai puternic\u0103 dec\u00e2t orice cuv\u00e2nt. Iar c\u00e2nd afl\u0103 adev\u0103rul despre ce se petrece \u00een acea cas\u0103, face ceea ce \u0219tiu mamele s\u0103 fac\u0103 cel mai bine: apare. O poveste t\u0103cut\u0103, dar profund\u0103, despre iubire, rezisten\u021b\u0103 \u0219i salvare.<\/p>\n
Am fost de acord c\u00e2nd Mason, fiul meu de 14 ani, m-a implorat s\u0103 se mute cu tat\u0103l lui dup\u0103 divor\u021b.<\/p>\n
Nu pentru c\u0103 voiam. Sincer, mi-ar fi pl\u0103cut s\u0103-l am cu mine. Dar nu voiam s\u0103 stau \u00een calea unei reconect\u0103ri \u00eentre tat\u0103 \u0219i fiu. Mason venea totu\u0219i la mine \u00een weekenduri \u0219i oric\u00e2nd avea chef. Doar c\u0103 nu \u00eel aveam \u00een fiecare zi.<\/p>\n
Eddie lipsise. Tat\u0103l acela haios, mereu pus pe distrac\u021bii, cu \u0219apca \u00eentoars\u0103 la meciurile de fotbal \u0219i cu cl\u0103titele preg\u0103tite la miezul nop\u021bii. Eddie p\u0103rea acum gata s\u0103 fie prezent. Voia s\u0103 se implice. S\u0103 fie realist.<\/p>\n
A\u0219a c\u0103 l-am l\u0103sat pe Mason s\u0103 plece.<\/p>\n
Nu m\u0103 a\u0219teptam s\u0103 m\u0103 distrug\u0103 \u00een t\u0103cere.<\/p>\n
La \u00eenceput, Mason m\u0103 suna des. \u00cemi trimitea selfie-uri caraghioase \u0219i \u00eemi povestea despre serile cu pizza \u0219i filme al\u0103turi de tat\u0103l lui.<\/p>\n
Am salvat fiecare poz\u0103. Am rev\u0103zut fiecare videoclip din nou \u0219i din nou. \u00cemi era dor de el, dar \u00eemi spuneam c\u0103 e bine.<\/p>\n
Asta avea nevoie.<\/p>\n
P\u0103rea mul\u021bumit. Liber. \u0218i speram c\u0103 \u00eenseamn\u0103 c\u0103 este \u00een regul\u0103.<\/p>\n
Apoi apelurile s-au r\u0103rit. Mesajele au devenit scurte. R\u0103spunsurile cu un singur cuv\u00e2nt au \u00eenlocuit conversa\u021biile.<\/p>\n
Apoi, t\u0103cerea.<\/p>\n
Apoi au \u00eenceput s\u0103 vin\u0103 apeluri din alte p\u0103r\u021bi. De la profesorii lui Mason.<\/p>\n
Unul a trimis un e-mail despre teme nepredate.<\/p>\n
\u201eA spus c\u0103 a uitat, Claire. Dar nu e genul lui.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201ePare deconectat. Ca \u0219i cum e prezent, dar de fapt nu e… Totul e bine acas\u0103?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u0218i apoi, cel mai r\u0103u, profesorul de matematic\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u201eL-am prins copiind la un test. Nu e genul lui. M-am g\u00e2ndit c\u0103 ar trebui s\u0103 \u0219tii… p\u0103rea pierdut.\u201d<\/p>\n
Pierdut.<\/p>\n
Nu rebel. Nu obraznic. Doar\u2026 pierdut.<\/p>\n
Am \u00eencercat s\u0103-l sun \u00een seara aceea. N-a r\u0103spuns. Am l\u0103sat un mesaj vocal.<\/p>\n
Au trecut ore. Nimic.<\/p>\n
Cu telefonul \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103, st\u0103team pe marginea patului \u0219i m\u0103 uitam la ultima poz\u0103 trimis\u0103 de el \u2014 el \u0219i Eddie r\u00e2z\u00e2nd cu o pizza ars\u0103 \u00een m\u00e2ini.<\/p>\n
Dar nu mai p\u0103rea amuzant. Era o problem\u0103. \u0218i t\u0103cerea \u021bipa.<\/p>\n
L-am sunat pe Eddie. \u00cengrijorat\u0103, dar nu acuzatoare. Am \u00eencercat s\u0103 p\u0103strez pacea, cu vocea mea calm\u0103, neutr\u0103.<\/p>\n
Am fost atent\u0103, p\u0103\u0219ind pe linia sub\u021bire pe care o cunosc toate mamele divor\u021bate, unde un singur cuv\u00e2nt gre\u0219it poate fi interpretat drept \u201edramatic\u201d sau \u201econtrolator\u201d.<\/p>\n
R\u0103spunsul lui?<\/p>\n
Un oftat. Un oftat obosit \u0219i dispre\u021buitor.<\/p>\n
\u201eE adolescent, Claire,\u201d mi-a zis.<\/p>\n
\u201eMai devin lene\u0219i din c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd. Iar tu, ca de obicei, exagerezi.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ceva m-a lovit. Asta spunea \u0219i c\u00e2nd Mason era bebelu\u0219 \u0219i avea colici. C\u00e2nd Eddie dormea, eu st\u0103team pe podeaua b\u0103ii, pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd, \u021bin\u00e2nd \u00een bra\u021be bebelu\u0219ul care urla, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 fi dormit de trei nop\u021bi.<\/p>\n
Atunci murmurase: \u201eTe \u00eengrijorezi prea mult. Calmeaz\u0103-te. O s\u0103 fie bine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u0218i l-am crezut. Voiam s\u0103 cred c\u0103 e real. Pentru c\u0103 alternativa \u2014 s\u0103 fiu singur\u0103 \u00een tran\u0219ee \u2014 era prea greu de dus.<\/p>\n
\u0218i iat\u0103-m\u0103 din nou aici.<\/p>\n
Mason \u00eenc\u0103 pl\u00e2nge, dar acum o face \u00een t\u0103cere. Iar Eddie se \u00eentoarce pe cealalt\u0103 parte, ca \u0219i cum nimic nu e \u00een neregul\u0103.<\/p>\n
Dar de data asta? T\u0103cerea avea consecin\u021be.<\/p>\n
Partea din mine care \u0219tie mereu c\u00e2nd Mason are nevoie de mine a \u00eenceput s\u0103 strige din ad\u00e2ncul sufletului.<\/p>\n
\u00centr-o joi dup\u0103-amiaz\u0103, nu i-am cerut voie lui Eddie. Pur \u0219i simplu am luat ma\u0219ina \u0219i m-am dus s\u0103-l iau pe Mason de la \u0219coal\u0103. Ploaia c\u0103dea m\u0103runt, constant, ca \u0219i cum timpul \u021binea respira\u021bia.<\/p>\n
Am \u0219tiut c\u0103 m\u0103 va vedea, a\u0219a c\u0103 am parcat. Am oprit motorul. Am a\u0219teptat.<\/p>\n
Copiii au \u00eenceput s\u0103 ias\u0103 \u00een grupuri c\u00e2nd a sunat clopo\u021belul, \u021bip\u00e2nd, r\u00e2z\u00e2nd, evit\u00e2nd b\u0103l\u021bile. Apoi l-am v\u0103zut. Mergea singur, \u00eencet, ca \u0219i cum fiecare pas \u00eel costa ceva.<\/p>\n
F\u0103r\u0103 un cuv\u00e2nt, s-a urcat pe locul din dreapta.<\/p>\n
\u0218i mie mi s-a rupt inima.<\/p>\n
Se \u021binea str\u00e2ns de hanorac. Avea adida\u0219i uzi. Rucsacul \u00eei at\u00e2rna neglijent de un um\u0103r. Dar privirea lui m-a d\u0103r\u00e2mat.<\/p>\n
Ochii ad\u00e2nci\u021bi. Buzele cr\u0103pate \u0219i palide. Umerii str\u00e2n\u0219i \u00een\u0103untru, ca \u0219i cum \u00eencerca s\u0103 se piard\u0103 \u00een peisaj.<\/p>\n
\u00cenc\u0103lzeam spa\u021biul dintre noi cu aerul cald de la bord, dar nu era suficient pentru durerea din pieptul meu.<\/p>\n
Apoi, chiar deasupra zgomotului ploii, a murmurat:<\/p>\n
\u201eMam\u0103, nu pot s\u0103 dorm. Nu \u0219tiu ce s\u0103 fac.\u201d<\/p>\n
Atunci am \u00een\u021beles c\u0103 ceva nu era \u00een regul\u0103 cu fiul meu.<\/p>\n
Cuvintele au venit \u00eencet.<\/p>\n
Eddie \u00ee\u0219i pierduse slujba. La doar c\u00e2teva s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni dup\u0103 ce Mason s-a mutat. Nu spusese nim\u0103nui.<\/p>\n
Frigiderul era aproape gol. Luminile p\u00e2lp\u00e2iau constant. Mason nu mai folosea cuptorul cu microunde pentru c\u0103 f\u0103cea zgomote ciudate. Eddie era plecat aproape \u00een fiecare noapte.<\/p>\n
\u201eLa interviuri,\u201d zicea el.<\/p>\n
Fiul meu trebuia s\u0103 se descurce. Micul dejun era doar cereale. Uneori uscate, pentru c\u0103 nu era lapte. C\u00e2nd r\u0103m\u00e2nea f\u0103r\u0103 \u0219osete, sp\u0103la el. M\u00e2nca direct din borcanul de unt de arahide \u0219i \u00eel numea pr\u00e2nz. Cina era biscui\u021bi usca\u021bi.<\/p>\n
\u00ce\u0219i f\u0103cea temele pe \u00eentuneric, sper\u00e2nd c\u0103 mai \u021bine Wi-Fi-ul.<\/p>\n
Mason a zis: \u201eN-am vrut s\u0103 crezi mai pu\u021bin despre el. Sau despre mine.\u201d<\/p>\n
Atunci am \u00een\u021beles. Nu era lene\u0219. Nu era obraznic.<\/p>\n
Se \u00eeneca. \u0218i \u00eencerca s\u0103-\u0219i \u021bin\u0103 \u0219i tat\u0103l la suprafa\u021b\u0103. \u00cencerca s\u0103 men\u021bin\u0103 o cas\u0103 care deja se pr\u0103bu\u0219ea. \u00cencerca s\u0103 salveze doi p\u0103rin\u021bi care se destr\u0103mau.<\/p>\n
\u0218i eu nu mi-am dat seama.<\/p>\n
Nu pentru c\u0103 nu-mi p\u0103sa. Dar \u00eemi spuneam c\u0103 e respectuos s\u0103 nu intervin. C\u0103 e corect s\u0103 le ofer spa\u021biu.<\/p>\n
Dar Mason nu avea nevoie de spa\u021biu. Avea nevoie s\u0103 fie chemat acas\u0103.<\/p>\n
L-am adus \u00eenapoi \u00een acea sear\u0103. F\u0103r\u0103 ordine judec\u0103tore\u0219ti. F\u0103r\u0103 telefoane. Doar instinct. N-a zis nimic.<\/p>\n
A dormit 14 ore f\u0103r\u0103 \u00eentrerupere. Fa\u021ba lui p\u0103rea relaxat\u0103, ca \u0219i cum corpul s\u0103u era \u00een sf\u00e2r\u0219it \u00een siguran\u021b\u0103 \u0219i putea s\u0103 se elibereze.<\/p>\n
Diminea\u021ba, la mas\u0103, m-a \u00eentrebat dac\u0103 mai am cana aceea veche cu robotul. Cea cu toarta ciobit\u0103.<\/p>\n
Am g\u0103sit-o ascuns\u0103 \u00een dulap. A z\u00e2mbit \u00een ea \u0219i am ie\u0219it din camer\u0103 ca s\u0103 nu-mi vad\u0103 ochii \u00een lacrimi.<\/p>\n
\u201eMam\u0103?\u201d m-a \u00eentrebat mai t\u00e2rziu. \u201ePo\u021bi s\u0103-mi faci ceva de m\u00e2ncare?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eCe zici de un mic dejun complet?\u201d i-am spus. \u201eBacon, ou\u0103, c\u00e2rna\u021bi\u2026 totul!\u201d<\/p>\n
A z\u00e2mbit \u0219i a dat din cap.<\/p>\n
Am cerut apoi, \u00een lini\u0219te, o schimbare de custodie. Nu voiam s\u0103-l distrug. Nu voiam s\u0103-i r\u0103nesc pe am\u00e2ndoi. \u0218tiam c\u0103 \u0219i fostul meu so\u021b trece prin momente grele.<\/p>\n
Dar nu l-am dat pe Mason \u00eenapoi.<\/p>\n
Nu p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd nu se restabilea \u00eencrederea. Nu p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd Mason sim\u021bea c\u0103 are o alegere. \u0218i un loc unde poate respira, \u0219tiind c\u0103 cineva are grij\u0103 de aerul lui.<\/p>\n
A durat. Dar vindecarea nu dureaz\u0103 \u00eentotdeauna?<\/p>\n
La \u00eenceput, Mason abia vorbea. Dup\u0103 \u0219coal\u0103, \u00ee\u0219i l\u0103sa rucsacul la u\u0219\u0103 \u0219i plutea ca o fantom\u0103 spre canapea. Se uita la televizor f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 vad\u0103 nimic.<\/p>\n
Uneori se juca cu m\u00e2ncarea, ca \u0219i cum era prea mult s\u0103 m\u0103n\u00e2nce.<\/p>\n
N-am insistat. Nu l-am \u00eentrebat \u00eencontinuu. Nu m-am uitat la el cu \u00eengrijorare.<\/p>\n
Doar am \u00eenmuiat atmosfera. Am f\u0103cut-o previzibil\u0103. Sigur\u0103.<\/p>\n
Am \u00eenceput terapia. Bl\u00e2nd. F\u0103r\u0103 presiuni. L-am l\u0103sat s\u0103 aleag\u0103 terapeutul, programul \u0219i chiar muzica pe drum. I-am reamintit c\u0103 tot ce trebuie e s\u0103 apar\u0103. Nu s\u0103 rezolve totul dintr-odat\u0103.<\/p>\n
Apoi am \u00eenceput s\u0103-i las bile\u021bele pe u\u0219a camerei:<\/p>\n
\u201eSunt m\u00e2ndr\u0103 de tine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eTe descurci mai bine dec\u00e2t crezi, puiule.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eNu trebuie s\u0103 vorbe\u0219ti. Te v\u0103d oricum.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eNu mai e nimeni ca tine.\u201d<\/p>\n
O vreme au r\u0103mas neatinse. Le g\u0103seam col\u021burile \u00eendoite, banda galbenindu-se. Dar le-am l\u0103sat acolo.<\/p>\n
Apoi, \u00eentr-o diminea\u021b\u0103, am g\u0103sit un bile\u021bel pe noptiera mea:<\/p>\n
\u201eMul\u021bumesc c\u0103 m\u0103 vezi. Chiar \u0219i c\u00e2nd nu spun nimic. E\u0219ti cea mai bun\u0103, mam\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am stat pe marginea patului \u021bin\u00e2nd biletul ca pe ceva sacru.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 o lun\u0103, \u00eentr-o dup\u0103-amiaz\u0103, Mason st\u0103tea \u00een buc\u0103t\u0103rie cu rucsacul pe un um\u0103r:<\/p>\n
\u201eMam\u0103? Pot s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n dup\u0103 \u0219coal\u0103 la clubul de robotic\u0103?\u201d<\/p>\n
Am \u00eencremenit \u00een timp ce amestecam sosul care fierbea \u00eencet pe aragaz.<\/p>\n
\u201eDa,\u201d i-am zis, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 nu par prea entuziasmat\u0103. \u201eDesigur. Sun\u0103 grozav.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eCred c\u0103 vreau s\u0103 \u00eencep s\u0103 construiesc lucruri din nou.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u0218i am z\u00e2mbit pentru c\u0103 am \u00een\u021beles exact ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 asta.<\/p>\n
\u201eMergi, puiule,\u201d i-am zis. \u201eFac p\u00e2ine cu usturoi \u0219i o b\u0103g\u0103m la cuptor c\u00e2nd te \u00eentorci.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 dou\u0103 s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni, a venit acas\u0103 cu un pod \u00een miniatur\u0103 construit din lipici fierbinte \u0219i be\u021be de \u00eenghe\u021bat\u0103. S-a destr\u0103mat imediat ce l-a ridicat.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 c\u00e2teva secunde de privit dezastrul, a izbucnit \u00een r\u00e2s. \u0218i am r\u00e2s \u0219i eu cu poft\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u201eE \u00een regul\u0103,\u201d a concluzionat. \u201eFac altul.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am vrut s\u0103 opresc timpul \u00een acel moment. S\u0103-l \u00eembuteliez. S\u0103-l \u00eenr\u0103mez. Mi-am dorit ca acel moment s\u0103 nu se termine niciodat\u0103. Pentru c\u0103 acel b\u0103iat era al meu.<\/p>\n
Cel care construia ora\u0219e din LEGO \u0219i visa cu voce tare s\u0103 fie inginer. Cel care fusese \u00eengropat \u00een t\u0103cere, ru\u0219ine \u0219i supravie\u021buire.<\/p>\n
\u0218i acum \u00ee\u0219i g\u0103sea drumul \u00eenapoi.<\/p>\n
\u00cen mai, am primit un e-mail de la profesoara lui. Festivitatea de sf\u00e2r\u0219it de an.<\/p>\n
\u201eTrebuie s\u0103 fii acolo,\u201d mi-a scris.<\/p>\n
I-au rostit numele \u0219i mi-au \u00eenceput s\u0103-mi tremure m\u00e2inile.<\/p>\n
\u201eCel mai rezilient elev!\u201d<\/p>\n
A urcat pe scen\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 grab\u0103 \u0219i f\u0103r\u0103 ru\u0219ine. Era m\u00e2ndru \u0219i drept. S-a oprit, s-a uitat \u00een jur \u0219i a z\u00e2mbit.<\/p>\n
St\u0103tea lini\u0219tit \u00een spate, cu lacrimi \u00een ochi, cu o m\u00e2n\u0103 ridicat\u0103 spre Eddie \u0219i cealalt\u0103 spre mine.<\/p>\n
Tot ce nu am reu\u0219it s\u0103 spunem a fost transmis prin acel gest. Suntem \u00een asta \u00eempreun\u0103. Ne reconstruim.<\/p>\n
Eddie \u00eenc\u0103 mai sun\u0103. Uneori scurt \u2014 doar \u201eCum a fost la \u0219coal\u0103?\u201d sau \u201e\u00ce\u021bi mai place robotica, fiule?\u201d<\/p>\n
Alteori vorbesc despre filmele pe care le urm\u0103reau \u00eempreun\u0103. Alteori e lini\u0219te st\u00e2njenitoare. Dar Mason r\u0103spunde mereu.<\/p>\n
Nu e perfect. Dar e ceva.<\/p>\n
G\u0103sesc bile\u021bele scrise de el lipite pe peretele de deasupra biroului:<\/p>\n
Lucruri precum:<\/p>\n
\u201eNu uita s\u0103 respiri.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201ePas cu pas.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eNu e\u0219ti singur, Mase.\u201d<\/p>\n
Face glume pe seama firelor mele albe \u0219i a telefonului meu vechi. C\u00e2nd \u00eei dau sparanghel l\u00e2ng\u0103 somonul la gr\u0103tar, bomb\u0103ne. M\u0103 tot roag\u0103 s\u0103-l las s\u0103-\u0219i vopseasc\u0103 p\u0103rul \u00een verde.<\/p>\n
\u0218i m\u0103 opresc din ce fac \u0219i \u00eel ajut c\u00e2nd vine la mine \u00een buc\u0103t\u0103rie.<\/p>\n
Nu pentru c\u0103 \u0219tiu totul. Ci pentru c\u0103 m-a \u00eentrebat. Pentru c\u0103 are suficient\u0103 \u00eencredere \u00een mine s\u0103 \u00eentrebe. \u0218i asta e mai important dec\u00e2t orice r\u0103spuns.<\/p>\n
M-am iertat c\u0103 n-am v\u0103zut mai devreme. Acum \u0219tiu c\u0103 nu e lini\u0219te \u00een t\u0103cere. C\u0103 respectul nu \u00eenseamn\u0103 \u00eentotdeauna distan\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
Iubirea poate fi uneori zgomotoas\u0103. Uneori apare neinvitat\u0103. Uneori spune: \u201e\u0218tiu c\u0103 nu m-ai chemat, dar am venit oricum.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mason nu avea nevoie de libertate. Avea nevoie s\u0103 fie salvat. \u0218i voi fi mereu recunosc\u0103toare c\u0103 l-am prins c\u00e2nd c\u0103dea.<\/p>\n
Pentru c\u0103 mamele asta fac. Sar. \u021ain str\u00e2ns. \u0218i \u021bin str\u00e2ns p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd respira\u021bia se regleaz\u0103, ochii se deschid \u0219i lumina se \u00eentoarce.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Fiul meu nu mai are rezultate bune la \u0219coal\u0103 de c\u00e2nd s-a mutat la tat\u0103l lui \u2014 tocmai am aflat ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 cu adev\u0103rat \u00een acea cas\u0103 Claire \u00eencearc\u0103 s\u0103 nu se implice dup\u0103 ce fiul ei adolescent se mut\u0103 cu tat\u0103l, dar lini\u0219tea lui devine \u00een cele din urm\u0103 mai puternic\u0103 dec\u00e2t orice […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2277,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2276","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\/2276","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=2276"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2276\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2278,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2276\/revisions\/2278"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/2277"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2276"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2276"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2276"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}