{"id":1730,"date":"2010-04-13T14:45:33","date_gmt":"2010-04-13T12:45:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/2010\/04\/13\/vyznanie-matke\/"},"modified":"2018-05-17T22:54:13","modified_gmt":"2018-05-17T20:54:13","slug":"vyznanie-matke","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/2010\/04\/13\/vyznanie-matke\/","title":{"rendered":"VYZNANIE MATKE"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span class=\"text\">Vid\u00edm prekvapenie v Tvojich o\u010diach a kr\u00e1sny \u00fasmev, ktor\u00fd z nich vy\u017earuje. Vlastne a\u017e teraz si si uvedomila, \u017ee u\u017e nie som ten mal\u00fd chlapec s rozbit\u00fdmi kolenami. Mami pam\u00e4t\u00e1\u0161&#8230;?<\/span><br \/>\n<!--more--><br \/>\nJe to u\u017e d\u00e1vno, ke\u010f som otvoril o\u010di a pozrel sa na svet, bol biely a stra\u0161ne  ve\u013ek\u00fd. Mami, dnes som u\u017e dospel\u00fd a svet je u\u017e kr\u00e1sny, farebn\u00fd. Pozer\u00e1m sa na\u0148, aj na Teba. Vlastne si sa v\u00f4bec nezmenila, si st\u00e1le tou mami\u010dkou ako prv\u00fdkr\u00e1t. Azda ti pribudlo len p\u00e1r vr\u00e1sok, mozole na dlaniach, a tie\u017e jeden dospel\u00fd syn. Dnes si tu so mnou. Stoj\u00edm na prahu \u017eivota, toho ozajstn\u00e9ho a c\u00edtim, ako na m\u0148a d\u00fdcha. Chcel by som \u0165a chyti\u0165 za ruku, tak ako kedysi, ke\u010f som bol mal\u00fd. Vie\u0161 mami, tro\u0161ku sa boj\u00edm, boj\u00edm sa hlasu, ktor\u00fd ma pri\u0165ahuje, je tajomn\u00fd. Je to hlas \u017eivota, mami. Hovor\u00ed mi: Si dospel\u00fd. Tak ve\u013emi som t\u00fa\u017eil po tom slove, ale dnes, ke\u010f som tak bl\u00edzko, st\u00e1le \u010dastej\u0161ie sa obzer\u00e1m za seba, tam, do dia\u013eky, kde je moje detstvo. Pam\u00e4t\u00e1\u0161, mami, ke\u010f si ma priniesla domov v bielej perinke? Pam\u00e4t\u00e1\u0161 sa na aut\u00ed\u010dko, s ktor\u00fdm som sa tak r\u00e1d hr\u00e1val? Pam\u00e4t\u00e1\u0161 sa na moje prv\u00e9 top\u00e1no\u010dky? A na m\u00f4j prv\u00fd krok? Vid\u00edm e\u0161te dnes kr\u00e1sny \u00fasmev, ktor\u00fd vy\u010darilo na tvojej tv\u00e1ri moje prv\u00e9 slovo MAMA. A potom jedno r\u00e1no si mi dala do ruky l\u00edzanku, na chrb\u00e1t zavesila ta\u0161ku a kr\u00e1\u010dali sme spolu do \u0161koly. Te\u0161il som sa dovtedy, k\u00fdm ma od teba neodtrhli, nech\u00e1pal som to&#8230; Potom som priniesol prv\u00fa jednotku, mami, ako je to d\u00e1vno? S\u00fa to sekundy, hodiny, mesiace a roky plyn\u00faceho \u010dasu. Toho \u010dasu, v ktorom som sa u\u010dil \u017ei\u0165. Mami, na \u010do mysl\u00ed\u0161? Na to, ke\u010f som pri\u0161iel prv\u00fdkr\u00e1t neskoro domov? Viem, bola to hl\u00fapos\u0165&#8230; Ja som v\u0161ak chcel pre\u017ei\u0165 iba k\u00fasok ozajstn\u00e9ho ve\u010dera, ve\u010dera v dvojici&#8230; Mami, ty pla\u010de\u0161? Nepla\u010d, te\u0161 sa, som tu, som mlad\u00fd a som aj star\u00fd. Mlad\u00fd na to, aby som vedel, \u010do je \u017eivot, a star\u00fd na to, aby som sa pohral so svojim aut\u00ed\u010dkom. Dnes u\u017e viem, \u010do je \u017eivot. Kr\u00e1sna l\u00faka pln\u00e1 kvetov, slnko zohrievaj\u00face svet, \u013eudia, ktor\u00fdch ka\u017edodenne stret\u00e1vam&#8230; Ty \u2013 s kr\u00e1snym \u00fasmevom, otec s pr\u00edsnou tv\u00e1rou. \u017divot, to je obrovsk\u00fd strom, pod ktor\u00fdm si m\u00f4\u017eu odd\u00fdchnu\u0165 v\u0161etci \u013eudia. Mami, m\u00e1m \u0165a ve\u013emi r\u00e1d a chcem ti v tento kr\u00e1sny de\u0148 poveda\u0165 slovko \u010eAKUJEM! \u010eakujem za cestu k \u017eivotu, po ktorej si ma u\u010dila kr\u00e1\u010da\u0165. \u010eakujem za tvoje pohladenie, ktor\u00e9 pri\u0161lo v\u017edy, ke\u010f som to potreboval. \u010eakujem za prebden\u00e9 noci, v ktor\u00fdch si spolu so mnou pre\u017e\u00edvala boles\u0165 a tr\u00e1penie. \u010eakujem&#8230; Mami, \u010fakujem za v\u0161etko, \u010fakujem, za to \u010do bolo, i za to \u010do pr\u00edde&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Dobr\u00fd je Hospodin vo\u010di tomu, kto d\u00fafa v Neho, vo\u010di du\u0161i, ktor\u00e1 Ho h\u013ead\u00e1. (\u017dalospevy 3,25)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Vid\u00edm prekvapenie v Tvojich o\u010diach a kr\u00e1sny \u00fasmev, ktor\u00fd z nich vy\u017earuje. Vlastne a\u017e teraz si si uvedomila, \u017ee u\u017e nie som ten mal\u00fd chlapec s rozbit\u00fdmi kolenami. Mami pam\u00e4t\u00e1\u0161&#8230;?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[9],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1730"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1730"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1730\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2235,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1730\/revisions\/2235"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1730"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1730"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1730"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}