\u201eTu o s\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u0219ti toat\u0103 via\u021ba cu alegerea asta.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am r\u0103mas cu telefonul la ureche, dar nu mai auzeam nimic. Parc\u0103 mi se t\u0103iase respira\u021bia. \u00cen jurul meu, lumea r\u00e2dea, muzica se auzea \u00een surdin\u0103, paharele clincheteau, iar marea se \u00eentindea lini\u0219tit\u0103 c\u00e2t vedeai cu ochii. Dar pentru mine, totul devenise gol.<\/p>\n
\u201eAndrei\u2026\u201d, am \u00eencercat s\u0103 spun, dar apelul se \u00eenchisese.<\/p>\n
M-am a\u0219ezat pe un \u0219ezlong, cu privirea pierdut\u0103. \u00cen sf\u00e2r\u0219it ajunsesem \u00een vacan\u021ba pentru care muncisem trei ani. Trei ani \u00een care am str\u00e2ns fiecare leu, am renun\u021bat la ie\u0219iri, la haine, la mici pl\u0103ceri. \u0218i acum eram acolo. \u0218i totu\u0219i\u2026 ceva nu era \u00een regul\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00cen mintea mea revenea imaginea lui Radu. Un b\u0103iat \u00eenalt, mereu cu glug\u0103 pe cap, mai mult t\u0103cut. Nu fusesem niciodat\u0103 foarte apropiat\u0103 de el. \u00cemi spusesem mereu c\u0103 \u201enu e treaba mea\u201d, c\u0103 are mam\u0103, c\u0103 eu nu trebuie s\u0103 m\u0103 implic prea mult. Dar \u00een seara aceea, pe puntea vasului, pentru prima dat\u0103 m-am \u00eentrebat dac\u0103 nu cumva am fost prea rece.<\/p>\n
Telefonul a vibrat din nou. Un mesaj.<\/p>\n
\u201e\u00cenmorm\u00e2ntarea e m\u00e2ine. Dac\u0103 vrei s\u0103 vii, \u00eenc\u0103 mai ai timp s\u0103 te \u00eentorci.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am citit de dou\u0103 ori. \u201eDac\u0103 vrei.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nu era repro\u0219. Nu era ceart\u0103. Era doar\u2026 distan\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
M-am ridicat brusc. Am intrat \u00een cabin\u0103 \u0219i am \u00eenceput s\u0103 m\u0103 uit la biletele de avion, la op\u021biuni. Costa mult. Aproape c\u00e2t economisisem \u00eentr-o lun\u0103 \u00eentreag\u0103. Dar pentru prima dat\u0103 \u00een trei ani, nu m-am mai g\u00e2ndit la bani.<\/p>\n
M-am uitat \u00een oglind\u0103. Aveam machiaj, rochie frumoas\u0103, totul perfect. Dar \u00een ochii mei era ceva ce nu mai v\u0103zusem: ru\u0219ine.<\/p>\n
P\u00e2n\u0103 diminea\u021b\u0103 eram deja \u00een avion, cu o escal\u0103 rapid\u0103. Nici nu am dormit. M\u0103 g\u00e2ndeam doar la Andrei. La c\u00e2t de singur trebuie s\u0103 fie. La faptul c\u0103 eu, so\u021bia lui, am ales s\u0103 plec.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd am ajuns \u00eenapoi \u00een \u021bar\u0103, era frig. Diferen\u021ba fa\u021b\u0103 de c\u0103ldura de pe vas m-a lovit din plin. Am luat un taxi direct spre biseric\u0103.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd am intrat, lumea era deja adunat\u0103. O lini\u0219te ap\u0103s\u0103toare. Am v\u0103zut-o pe mama lui Radu, sprijinit\u0103 de cineva, pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd \u00eencet. \u0218i apoi l-am v\u0103zut pe Andrei.<\/p>\n
St\u0103tea drept, cu privirea \u00een gol.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd m-a v\u0103zut, nu a venit spre mine. Nu a spus nimic. Doar m-a privit.<\/p>\n
Am mers \u00eencet spre el.<\/p>\n
\u201eAm venit\u2026\u201d, am \u0219optit.<\/p>\n
A dat din cap. At\u00e2t.<\/p>\n
Slujba a trecut greu. Fiecare cuv\u00e2nt al preotului m\u0103 ap\u0103sa. \u201eVia\u021ba e fragil\u0103\u201d\u2026 \u201eiubirea e tot ce r\u0103m\u00e2ne\u201d\u2026 \u201efamilia trebuie s\u0103 fie unit\u0103\u201d\u2026<\/p>\n
M\u0103 sim\u021beam mic\u0103. Foarte mic\u0103.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 \u00eenmorm\u00e2ntare, oamenii au \u00eenceput s\u0103 plece. Am r\u0103mas l\u00e2ng\u0103 Andrei, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u0219tiu ce s\u0103 spun.<\/p>\n
La un moment dat, s-a \u00eentors spre mine.<\/p>\n
\u201eDe ce ai venit?\u201d<\/p>\n
Nu era o \u00eentrebare dur\u0103. Era sincer\u0103.<\/p>\n
Am \u00eenghi\u021bit \u00een sec.<\/p>\n
\u201ePentru c\u0103\u2026 mi-am dat seama c\u0103 am gre\u0219it. C\u0103 am pus o vacan\u021b\u0103 \u00eenaintea familiei. \u0218i\u2026 nu vreau s\u0103 fiu genul \u0103la de om.\u201d<\/p>\n
A t\u0103cut c\u00e2teva secunde.<\/p>\n
\u201eNu era despre vacan\u021b\u0103\u201d, a spus el \u00eencet. \u201eEra despre noi.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mi-au dat lacrimile.<\/p>\n
\u201e\u0218tiu\u2026 \u0219i \u00eemi pare r\u0103u.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nu m-a \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219at imediat. Dar nici nu s-a \u00eendep\u0103rtat.<\/p>\n
Am stat acolo, unul l\u00e2ng\u0103 altul, \u00een lini\u0219te.<\/p>\n
Zilele urm\u0103toare au fost grele. Am fost acolo pentru el, pentru mama lui Radu, pentru tot ce era nevoie. Am ajutat, am ascultat, am t\u0103cut c\u00e2nd trebuia.<\/p>\n
Nu a fost u\u0219or s\u0103 rec\u00e2\u0219tig \u00eencrederea lui Andrei. Dar, \u00eencet-\u00eencet, lucrurile au \u00eenceput s\u0103 se lege din nou.<\/p>\n
\u00centr-o sear\u0103, st\u0103team \u00een buc\u0103t\u0103rie, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 spunem mare lucru. El a venit l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine \u0219i mi-a spus:<\/p>\n
\u201eM\u0103 bucur c\u0103 te-ai \u00eentors.\u201d<\/p>\n
At\u00e2t.<\/p>\n
Dar pentru mine a \u00eensemnat totul.<\/p>\n
Croaziera? A r\u0103mas doar o amintire. Poze frumoase \u0219i un gust amar.<\/p>\n
Dar am \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat ceva ce nu se cump\u0103r\u0103 cu bani: c\u0103 uneori, cele mai importante momente din via\u021b\u0103 nu sunt cele pentru care pl\u0103te\u0219ti, ci cele \u00een care alegi s\u0103 fii acolo pentru oamenii t\u0103i.<\/p>\n
\u0218i de data asta, am ales corect.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u201eTu o s\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u0219ti toat\u0103 via\u021ba cu alegerea asta.\u201d Am r\u0103mas cu telefonul la ureche, dar nu mai auzeam nimic. Parc\u0103 mi se t\u0103iase respira\u021bia. \u00cen jurul meu, lumea r\u00e2dea, muzica se auzea \u00een surdin\u0103, paharele clincheteau, iar marea se \u00eentindea lini\u0219tit\u0103 c\u00e2t vedeai cu ochii. Dar pentru mine, totul devenise gol. \u201eAndrei\u2026\u201d, am \u00eencercat […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":22819,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-23007","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\/23007","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=23007"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23007\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":23008,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/23007\/revisions\/23008"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/22819"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=23007"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=23007"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=23007"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}