{"id":2949,"date":"2023-06-08T21:00:31","date_gmt":"2023-06-08T19:00:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?p=2949"},"modified":"2023-06-09T14:15:52","modified_gmt":"2023-06-09T12:15:52","slug":"pod-peste-amintiri","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/pod-peste-amintiri\/","title":{"rendered":"Pod peste amintiri"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

O poz\u0103 veche pe care am f\u0103cut-o \u00een vremea c\u00e2nd cei 16 ani ai mei p\u0103reau un munte de \u00een\u021belepciune pe care m\u0103 coco\u021basem f\u00e2\u0219nea\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Podul \u0103sta solid, un arc vechi de fier ce traverseaz\u0103 apa tulbure a r\u00e2ului Olt pare doar un pod, dar pentru mine este un portal c\u0103tre o lume trecut\u0103, complet diferit\u0103 de cea \u00een care tr\u0103iesc azi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Un pod c\u0103tre zile cu soare, cu r\u00e2sete \u0219i o fericire care nu-\u0219i punea prea multe \u00eentreb\u0103ri.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Am copil\u0103rit \u00eentr-un sat la 10 km fa\u021b\u0103 de R\u00e2mnicu V\u00e2lcea, ora\u0219ul unde m-am n\u0103scut. La D\u0103e\u0219ti timpul p\u0103rea s\u0103 mearg\u0103 mai \u00eencet. \u0218i \u00een centrul acestui univers al copil\u0103riei mele era podul.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Un pod pe care l-am \u00eendr\u0103git, fiindc\u0103 pe el am tr\u0103it aventuri \u0219i emo\u021bii. Primele s\u0103ruturi, primii fiori de dragoste la 13 ani, promisiuni de prietenie pentru totdeauna, salturi curajoase \u00een apa r\u00e2ului sfid\u00e2nd pericolele \u0219i sim\u021bind libertatea p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een v\u00e2rful degetelor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sub pod, \u00een fiecare vacan\u021b\u0103 de var\u0103 m\u00e2ncam mure, chiar dac\u0103 auzisem multe pove\u0219ti cu \u0219erpi \u0219i \u0219op\u00e2rle ce locuiau permanent prin desi\u0219uri.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dar podul \u0103sta e mai mult dec\u00e2t un simplu pod. Este ecoul timpului petrecut cu bunicii mei. M\u0103 primeau cu bra\u021bele deschise \u0219i cu inimile pline de dragoste mereu. Singurul meu reper de iubire necondi\u021bionat\u0103, nepreten\u021bioas\u0103. \u00cen casa lor simpl\u0103, m\u0103 sim\u021beam iubit\u0103, protejat\u0103, \u00eenv\u0103luit\u0103 \u00eentr-o c\u0103ldur\u0103 care p\u0103rea s\u0103 vin\u0103 nu doar de la soba veche din col\u021bul camerei, ci direct din inimile lor bune.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Acum m\u0103 uit la fotografia asta \u0219i simt o furtun\u0103: de triste\u021be pentru c\u0103 timpul s-a dus de nebun \u0219i nu se mai \u00eentoarce, de dor pentru c\u0103 vreau s\u0103 simt din nou c\u0103ldura aia familiar\u0103 de sub p\u0103tura \u00een care dormeam \u00eentre mamaie \u0219i tataie, de bucurie pentru c\u0103 am avut o astfel de copil\u0103rie, plin\u0103 de iubire, de cer \u00eenstelat \u0219i de murmurul rug\u0103ciunilor lu\u2019 mamaie \u00een miezul nop\u021bii.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Podul \u0103sta vechi, cu \u0219inele de tren str\u0103juite de margini ruginite a fost martorul t\u0103cut al copil\u0103riei mele. A fost un refugiu, un loc de joac\u0103, un simbol al trecerii dinspre o via\u021b\u0103 pe care nu mi s-a dat dreptul s-o aleg, c\u0103tre o via\u021b\u0103 de care mi-e dor \u00een fiecare zi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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O poz\u0103 veche pe care am f\u0103cut-o \u00een vremea c\u00e2nd cei 16 ani ai mei p\u0103reau un munte de \u00een\u021belepciune pe care m\u0103 coco\u021basem f\u00e2\u0219nea\u021b\u0103. Podul \u0103sta solid, un arc…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2961,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[88,89,51],"powerkit_post_featured":[5,3,4,6],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2949"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2949"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2949\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2959,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2949\/revisions\/2959"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/2961"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2949"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2949"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2949"},{"taxonomy":"powerkit_post_featured","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordmaniangirl.ro\/?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fpowerkit_post_featured&post=2949"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}