Claire \u00eencearc\u0103 s\u0103 nu se implice dup\u0103 ce fiul ei adolescent se mut\u0103 la tat\u0103l lui, dar, \u00een cele din urm\u0103, t\u0103cerea lui devine mai puternic\u0103 dec\u00e2t orice cuv\u00e2nt. Ea face ceea ce mamele \u0219tiu cel mai bine atunci c\u00e2nd afl\u0103 adev\u0103rul despre ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 cu adev\u0103rat \u00een acea cas\u0103: apare. Aceasta este o poveste t\u0103cut\u0103, dar profund\u0103, despre iubire, rezilien\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 a\u0219 fi vrut. Crede-m\u0103, mi-ar fi pl\u0103cut s\u0103-l am l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine. Dar nu am vrut s\u0103 \u00eempiedic o rela\u021bie tat\u0103-fiu s\u0103 se reconstruiasc\u0103. Mason r\u0103m\u00e2nea cu mine \u00een weekenduri \u0219i oric\u00e2nd sim\u021bea nevoia. Pur \u0219i simplu, nu \u00eel mai aveam \u00een fiecare zi.<\/p>\n
Eddie fusese dorit. Tat\u0103l vesel \u0219i glume\u021b, care purta \u0219epci \u00eentoarse la meciurile de fotbal \u0219i f\u0103cea cl\u0103tite la miezul nop\u021bii. Eddie p\u0103rea \u0219i el preg\u0103tit s\u0103 preia fr\u00e2iele. Voia s\u0103 se implice. S\u0103 fie mai realist.<\/p>\n
A\u0219a c\u0103 l-am l\u0103sat pe Mason s\u0103 plece.<\/p>\n
Nu m-am a\u0219teptat s\u0103 m\u0103 rup\u0103 \u00een t\u0103cere.<\/p>\n
La \u00eenceput, Mason m\u0103 suna des. \u00cemi trimitea selfie-uri haioase \u0219i \u00eemi povestea despre serile cu pizza \u0219i filme al\u0103turi de tat\u0103l lui.<\/p>\n
Am p\u0103strat fiecare fotografie. Am rev\u0103zut fiecare videoclip iar \u0219i iar. Mi-era dor de el, dar \u00eemi spuneam c\u0103 e bine a\u0219a.<\/p>\n
Asta avea el nevoie.<\/p>\n
P\u0103rea mul\u021bumit. Liber. \u0218i speram c\u0103 asta \u00eensemna c\u0103 era bine.<\/p>\n
Apoi apelurile s-au r\u0103rit. Mai pu\u021bine mesaje. R\u0103spunsuri de un singur cuv\u00e2nt \u00een loc de conversa\u021bii.<\/p>\n
A urmat lini\u0219tea.<\/p>\n
Apoi au \u00eenceput s\u0103 vin\u0103 apeluri din alte locuri. Profesorii lui Mason.<\/p>\n
Unul a trimis un e-mail despre teme lips\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u201eA spus c\u0103 a uitat, Claire. Dar nu e \u00een firea lui.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201ePare deconectat. Ca \u0219i cum ar fi prezent fizic, dar nu cu adev\u0103rat\u2026 E totul \u00een regul\u0103 acas\u0103?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u0218i apoi cel mai r\u0103u, profesorul lui de matematic\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u201eL-am prins copiind la un test. Nu e un comportament tipic. M-am g\u00e2ndit c\u0103 ar trebui s\u0103 \u0219tii\u2026 p\u0103rea pierdut.\u201d<\/p>\n
Pierdut.<\/p>\n
Nu rebel. Nu dificil. Doar\u2026 pierdut.<\/p>\n
Am \u00eencercat s\u0103-l sun \u00een acea sear\u0103. Niciun r\u0103spuns. I-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 pe care mi-o trimisese, cu el \u0219i Eddie \u021bin\u00e2nd \u00een r\u00e2s o pizza ars\u0103.<\/p>\n
Dar nu mai p\u0103rea amuzant\u0103. Era o problem\u0103. \u0218i lini\u0219tea striga.<\/p>\n
L-am sunat pe Eddie. \u00cengrijorat\u0103, dar f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103-l acuz. Am \u00eencercat s\u0103 p\u0103strez calmul cu o voce neutr\u0103, lini\u0219tit\u0103.<\/p>\n
Am fost atent\u0103, navig\u00e2nd pe acea linie fin\u0103 pe care o cunosc prea bine mamele divor\u021bate, unde un singur cuv\u00e2nt gre\u0219it poate fi considerat \u201edramatic\u201d sau \u201econtrolator\u201d.<\/p>\n
R\u0103spunsul lui?<\/p>\n
Un oftat. Un oftat obosit, dispre\u021buitor.<\/p>\n
\u201eEste adolescent, Claire\u201d, a spus.<\/p>\n
\u201eMai devin lene\u0219i din c\u00e2nd \u00een c\u00e2nd. Exagerezi iar\u0103\u0219i.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ceva m-a lovit. Asta spunea \u0219i c\u00e2nd Mason era un bebelu\u0219 colicos. C\u00e2nd Eddie dormea bu\u0219tean, iar eu st\u0103team \u00eentins\u0103 pe podeaua b\u0103ii, pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd \u0219i \u021bin\u00e2nd \u00een bra\u021be copilul nostru care urla, pentru c\u0103 nu dormisem de trei nop\u021bi.<\/p>\n
Atunci morm\u0103ise: \u201e\u00ce\u021bi faci prea multe griji. Calmeaz\u0103-te. O s\u0103 fie bine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u0218i l-am crezut. Am vrut s\u0103 cred c\u0103 este real. Pentru c\u0103 alternativa \u2014 s\u0103 fiu singur\u0103 \u00een tran\u0219ee \u2014 era pur \u0219i simplu prea greu de suportat.<\/p>\n
\u0218i iat\u0103-m\u0103 din nou.<\/p>\n
Mason \u00eenc\u0103 pl\u00e2ngea, dar acum o f\u0103cea \u00een t\u0103cere. Eddie continua s\u0103 se \u00eentoarc\u0103 pe partea cealalt\u0103, pref\u0103c\u00e2ndu-se c\u0103 totul era \u00een regul\u0103.<\/p>\n
Dar de data asta? T\u0103cerea mea a avut consecin\u021be.<\/p>\n
Partea din mine care \u0219tie \u00eentotdeauna c\u00e2nd Mason are nevoie de mine a \u00eenceput s\u0103 \u021bipe din ad\u00e2ncuri.<\/p>\n
\u00centr-o joi dup\u0103-amiaz\u0103, n-am mai cerut permisiunea lui Eddie. Pur \u0219i simplu am luat ma\u0219ina \u0219i m-am dus s\u0103-l iau pe Mason de la \u0219coal\u0103. Ploaia m\u0103runt\u0103 c\u0103dea constant, estomp\u00e2nd contururile lumii, ca \u0219i cum timpul \u0219i-ar \u021bine r\u0103suflarea.<\/p>\n
\u0218tiam c\u0103 m\u0103 va vedea, a\u0219a c\u0103 am oprit ma\u0219ina. Am stins motorul. Am a\u0219teptat.<\/p>\n
Clopo\u021belul a sunat, iar copiii au \u00eenceput s\u0103 ias\u0103 \u00een grupuri, r\u00e2z\u00e2nd, \u021bip\u00e2nd, ferindu-se de b\u0103l\u021bi. Apoi l-am v\u0103zut pe el. Mergea \u00eencet, singur, ca \u0219i cum fiecare pas \u00eel costa ceva.<\/p>\n
F\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 spun\u0103 nimic, s-a urcat pe scaunul din dreapta.<\/p>\n
\u0218i mie mi s-a rupt sufletul.<\/p>\n
Se \u021binea str\u00e2ns de pulover. Avea adida\u0219i uzi. Ghiozdanul at\u00e2rna \u00eentr-o parte, ca un g\u00e2nd uitat. Dar privirea lui m-a d\u0103r\u00e2mat.<\/p>\n
Ochii ad\u00e2nci\u021bi \u00een orbite. Buzele cr\u0103pate \u0219i palide. Umerii str\u00e2n\u0219i spre interior, ca \u0219i cum ar fi vrut s\u0103 dispar\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00cenc\u0103lzirea din ma\u0219in\u0103 a \u00eenc\u0103lzit spa\u021biul dintre noi, dar nu destul c\u00e2t s\u0103 alunge durerea din pieptul meu.<\/p>\n
Apoi, chiar peste sunetul ploii care lovea parbrizul, 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 e profund \u00een neregul\u0103 cu fiul meu.<\/p>\n
Cuvintele au venit greu.<\/p>\n
Eddie \u00ee\u0219i pierduse locul de munc\u0103. La doar c\u00e2teva s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni dup\u0103 ce Mason se mutase. Nu spusese nim\u0103nui.<\/p>\n
Frigiderul era aproape mereu gol. Becurile p\u00e2lp\u00e2iau tot timpul. Mason zicea c\u0103 nu mai folosea cuptorul cu microunde pentru c\u0103 scotea un sunet ciudat dac\u0103 mergea prea mult. Eddie era plecat aproape \u00een fiecare sear\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u201eInterviuri de angajare\u201d, spunea.<\/p>\n
Fiul meu trebuia s\u0103 se descurce singur. La micul dejun avea cereale. F\u0103r\u0103 lapte. Le m\u00e2nca uscate. C\u00e2nd r\u0103m\u00e2nea f\u0103r\u0103 \u0219osete, \u00ee\u0219i sp\u0103la singur rufele. M\u00e2nca unt de arahide direct din borcan \u0219i-l numea \u201epr\u00e2nz\u201d. Cina era format\u0103 din biscui\u021bi usca\u021bi.<\/p>\n
F\u0103cea temele pe \u00eentuneric, sper\u00e2nd ca Wi-Fi-ul s\u0103 mai \u021bin\u0103 pu\u021bin.<\/p>\n
Mason a zis: \u201eNu am vrut s\u0103 crezi c\u0103 el e un ratat. Sau c\u0103 eu sunt.\u201d<\/p>\n
Atunci m-a lovit adev\u0103rul. Nu era lene\u0219. Nu era obraznic.<\/p>\n
Se \u00eeneca. \u0218i \u00eencerca s\u0103-\u0219i \u021bin\u0103 tat\u0103l la suprafa\u021b\u0103. S\u0103 men\u021bin\u0103 o cas\u0103 care deja se pr\u0103bu\u0219ea. \u00cencerca s\u0103 salveze doi p\u0103rin\u021bi care deja se cl\u0103tinau.<\/p>\n
Nici eu nu observasem.<\/p>\n
Nu pentru c\u0103 nu-mi p\u0103sa. Ci pentru c\u0103 mi-am spus c\u0103 e respectuos s\u0103 stau deoparte. C\u0103 e corect s\u0103 le dau 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 cu mine \u00een acea sear\u0103. F\u0103r\u0103 ordine judec\u0103tore\u0219ti. F\u0103r\u0103 telefoane. Doar instinct. \u0218i el nu a protestat.<\/p>\n
A dormit paisprezece ore f\u0103r\u0103 \u00eentrerupere. Fa\u021ba lui p\u0103rea relaxat\u0103, ca \u0219i cum, \u00een sf\u00e2r\u0219it, corpul lui se sim\u021bea suficient de \u00een siguran\u021b\u0103 pentru a se destinde.<\/p>\n
A doua zi diminea\u021b\u0103, st\u00e2nd la mas\u0103, m-a \u00eentrebat dac\u0103 mai am acea can\u0103 veche cu robot, cea cu toarta ciobit\u0103.<\/p>\n
Am g\u0103sit-o \u00een spatele dulapului. A z\u00e2mbit \u00een ea, iar eu am ie\u0219it din camer\u0103 \u00eenainte s\u0103-mi vad\u0103 ochii plini de lacrimi.<\/p>\n
\u201eMam\u0103?\u201d m-a \u00eentrebat pu\u021bin mai t\u00e2rziu. \u201ePo\u021bi s\u0103-mi faci ceva de m\u00e2ncare?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eCe zici de un mic dejun complet?\u201d am spus. \u201eBacon, ou\u0103, c\u00e2rna\u021bi\u2026 totul!\u201d<\/p>\n
A z\u00e2mbit \u0219i a dat din cap.<\/p>\n
\u00cen t\u0103cere, am cerut schimbarea custodiei. Nu voiam s\u0103-l distrug pe Eddie. Nu voiam s\u0103-i sf\u00e2\u0219ii pe am\u00e2ndoi. \u0218tiam c\u0103 \u0219i fostul meu so\u021b trecea prin greut\u0103\u021bi.<\/p>\n
Dar nu l-am mai trimis pe Mason \u00eenapoi.<\/p>\n
Nu p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd \u00eencrederea nu a fost restabilit\u0103. Nu p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd Mason nu a sim\u021bit c\u0103 are o alegere. \u0218i un loc unde s\u0103 respire, \u0219tiind c\u0103 cineva \u00eei vegheaz\u0103 aerul.<\/p>\n
A fost nevoie de timp. Dar nu e a\u0219a \u00eentotdeauna cu vindecarea?<\/p>\n
La \u00eenceput, Mason abia vorbea. Dup\u0103 \u0219coal\u0103, \u00ee\u0219i l\u0103sa ghiozdanul la u\u0219\u0103 \u0219i plutea ca o fantom\u0103 spre canapea. Se uita la televizor f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103-l urm\u0103reasc\u0103 cu adev\u0103rat.<\/p>\n
Uneori, ciugulea din cin\u0103, ca \u0219i cum m\u00e2ncarea era prea mult pentru el.<\/p>\n
Nu l-am for\u021bat. Nu m-am uitat la el cu \u00eengrijorare \u0219i nu l-am cople\u0219it cu \u00eentreb\u0103ri.<\/p>\n
Doar am \u00eenmuiat atmosfera. Am f\u0103cut-o previzibil\u0103. Sigur\u0103.<\/p>\n
Am \u00eenceput terapia. U\u0219or. F\u0103r\u0103 presiune. L-am l\u0103sat pe el s\u0103 aleag\u0103 terapeutul, programul, chiar \u0219i muzica din ma\u0219in\u0103 \u00een drum spre \u0219edin\u021be. I-am reamintit c\u0103 tot ce trebuie s\u0103 facem e s\u0103 ne prezent\u0103m. Nu trebuie s\u0103 rezolv\u0103m 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 acolo, netulburate. Le g\u0103seam cu col\u021burile r\u0103sucite, banda de lipit \u00eeng\u0103lbenit\u0103. Dar le l\u0103sam.<\/p>\n
P\u00e2n\u0103 \u00eentr-o diminea\u021b\u0103, c\u00e2nd am g\u0103sit un bile\u021bel lipit pe noptiera mea.<\/p>\n
\u201eMul\u021bumesc c\u0103 m-ai v\u0103zut. Chiar \u0219i c\u00e2nd nu spuneam nimic. E\u0219ti cea mai bun\u0103, mam\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am stat pe marginea patului \u0219i am \u021binut acel bile\u021bel ca pe ceva sacru.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 o lun\u0103, Mason st\u0103tea \u00eentr-o dup\u0103-amiaz\u0103 \u00een buc\u0103t\u0103rie, ghiozdanul at\u00e2rna \u00eentr-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 pe aragaz.<\/p>\n
\u201eDa\u201d, am spus, cu grij\u0103 s\u0103 nu par prea entuziasmat\u0103. \u201eDesigur. Sun\u0103 grozav.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eCred c\u0103 vreau s\u0103 \u00eencep s\u0103 construiesc din nou lucruri.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u0218i am z\u00e2mbit, pentru c\u0103 \u0219tiam exact ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 asta.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 dou\u0103 s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni, a adus acas\u0103 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 t\u0103cere, a izbucnit \u00een r\u00e2s. \u0218i eu la fel.<\/p>\n
\u201eE \u00een regul\u0103\u201d, a concluzionat. \u201eFac altul.\u201d<\/p>\n
A\u0219 fi vrut s\u0103 \u00eenghe\u021b acel moment, pentru numele cerului. S\u0103-l pun \u00eentr-o sticl\u0103. 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 c\u0103 va deveni inginer. Cel care fusese \u00eengropat sub 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. Ceremonia de final de an.<\/p>\n
\u201eTrebuie s\u0103 fii acolo\u201d, scria.<\/p>\n
I-au rostit numele, iar m\u00e2inile mi-au \u00eenceput s\u0103 tremure.<\/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 demn. S-a oprit, s-a uitat \u00een jur \u0219i a z\u00e2mbit.<\/p>\n
St\u00e2nd t\u0103cu\u021bi pe ultimul r\u00e2nd, cu lacrimi \u00een ochi, un bra\u021b ridicat c\u0103tre Eddie \u0219i cel\u0103lalt c\u0103tre mine.<\/p>\n
Tot ce nu putuser\u0103m spune era transmis prin acel singur gest. Eram \u00eempreun\u0103 \u00een asta. Ne vindecam.<\/p>\n
Eddie \u00eenc\u0103 mai sun\u0103. Uneori scurt \u2014 doar un \u201eCum a fost la \u0219coal\u0103?\u201d sau \u201e\u00ce\u021bi mai place robotica, fiule?\u201d<\/p>\n
Uneori vorbesc despre filmele pe care le priveau \u00eempreun\u0103. Alteori, t\u0103ceri st\u00e2njenitoare. Dar Mason r\u0103spunde mereu.<\/p>\n
Nu e perfect. Dar e ceva.<\/p>\n
G\u0103sesc bile\u021bele lipite deasupra biroului s\u0103u.<\/p>\n
Mesaje precum:<\/p>\n
\u201eNu uita s\u0103 respiri.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eUn pas pe r\u00e2nd.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eNu e\u0219ti singur, Mase.\u201d<\/p>\n
Face glume pe seama p\u0103rului meu c\u0103runt \u0219i a telefonului meu vechi. C\u00e2nd \u00eei servesc sparanghel cu somonul la gr\u0103tar, bomb\u0103ne. \u00cencearc\u0103 s\u0103 m\u0103 conving\u0103 s\u0103-l las s\u0103-\u0219i vopseasc\u0103 p\u0103rul verde.<\/p>\n
\u0218i m\u0103 opresc din ce fac ca s\u0103-l 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 \u00eencredere \u00een mine suficient c\u00e2t s\u0103 \u00eentrebe. \u0218i asta e mai important dec\u00e2t orice r\u0103spuns.<\/p>\n
M-am iertat pentru c\u0103 nu am v\u0103zut mai devreme. Acum \u0219tiu c\u0103 nu exist\u0103 pace \u00een t\u0103cere. Respectul nu \u00eenseamn\u0103 mereu 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 sunt aici 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 a\u0219a fac. Sar \u00een mijlocul haosului. \u021ain str\u00e2ns. \u0218i nu dau drumul p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd respira\u021bia nu devine constant\u0103, ochii se deschid \u0219i lumina revine.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Claire \u00eencearc\u0103 s\u0103 nu se implice dup\u0103 ce fiul ei adolescent se mut\u0103 la tat\u0103l lui, dar, \u00een cele din urm\u0103, t\u0103cerea lui devine mai puternic\u0103 dec\u00e2t orice cuv\u00e2nt. Ea face ceea ce mamele \u0219tiu cel mai bine atunci c\u00e2nd afl\u0103 adev\u0103rul despre ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 cu adev\u0103rat \u00een acea cas\u0103: apare. Aceasta este o […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2473,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2472","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\/2472","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=2472"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2472\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2474,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2472\/revisions\/2474"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/2473"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2472"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2472"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2472"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}