Otec sedel v kresle a listoval v rodinnom albume. Jeho deti boli u\u017e takmer dospel\u00e9 a on c\u00edtil, \u017ee de\u0148, ke\u010f v ich dome ut\u00edchne hlu\u010dn\u00e1 hudba a sko\u010d\u00ed ve\u010dn\u00fd neporiadok, je bli\u017e\u0161ie, ako by si prial…<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n
Album nebol ve\u013emi usporiadan\u00fd \u2013 fotky neboli pop\u00edsan\u00e9, ch\u00fdbal d\u00e1tum i miesto. Osemn\u00e1s\u0165 rokov spolo\u010dn\u00e9ho \u017eivota bolo n\u00e1hodne poskladan\u00fdch do jedn\u00e9ho celku spomienok, v ktorom sa v\u0161ak rysovala cesta, ktorou rodina pre\u0161la. Bolo tam bato\u013ea so \u0161irok\u00fdm \u00fasmevom, ktor\u00e9mu v\u00f4bec nevadilo, \u017ee m\u00e1 iba jeden z\u00fabok. Dve deti hraj\u00face sa na pl\u00e1\u017ei. Pastier pevne zvieraj\u00faci vypchat\u00e9ho baran\u010deka vo viano\u010dnej hre. Plno Vianoc, teti\u010diek a uj\u010dekov, plno zvieratiek\u2026
Odrazu zbadal fotku zastr\u010den\u00fa za obalom albumu. Usmieva sa na nej mlad\u00fd mu\u017e \u2013 stoj\u00ed v nemocni\u010dnej izbe a v n\u00e1ru\u010d\u00ed dr\u017e\u00ed b\u00e1b\u00e4tko. Nesk\u00f4r vybudoval obchodn\u00fa firmu, zasadal v mnoh\u00fdch rad\u00e1ch a v\u00fdboroch, dosiahol to, \u010do mnoh\u00ed naz\u00fdvaj\u00fa \u00faspechom. Napriek tomu si povzdychol: \u201eDnes by som to v\u0161etko r\u00e1d vymenil za mo\u017enos\u0165 vr\u00e1ti\u0165 tie roky nasp\u00e4\u0165 a za\u010da\u0165 znova!\u201c Je preto zl\u00fd otec? Nestar\u00e1 sa o svoje deti? Nie, je pr\u00edkladn\u00fdm otcom, miluje svoju rodinu, star\u00e1 sa o \u0148u a sna\u017e\u00ed sa jej da\u0165 len to najlep\u0161ie. Keby ste sa ho sp\u00fdtali, \u010do je pre neho d\u00f4le\u017eitej\u0161ie \u2013 pr\u00e1ca, kon\u00ed\u010dky alebo rodina \u2013, ur\u010dite by bez zav\u00e1hania povedal, \u017ee man\u017eelka a deti. No teraz m\u00e1 p\u00e4\u0165desiat, deti vyr\u00e1stli a on c\u00edti, \u017ee mu to ich detstvo akosi utieklo\u2026
S\u00e1m tomu ve\u013emi dobre rozumiem. Ke\u010f bol n\u00e1\u0161 syn mal\u00fd, chodieval za mnou r\u00e1no do k\u00fape\u013ene, ke\u010f som sa holil a pros\u00edkal: \u201eOci, povedz mi rozpr\u00e1vku!\u201c Chcel to ka\u017ed\u00fd de\u0148. A potom jedn\u00e9ho d\u0148a nepri\u0161iel. Nijako to neavizoval, ani ma vopred nevaroval, jednoducho, raz r\u00e1no sa tieto dvere detstva potich\u00fa\u010dku zatvorili.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Otec sedel v kresle a listoval v rodinnom albume. Jeho deti boli u\u017e takmer dospel\u00e9 a on c\u00edtil, \u017ee de\u0148, ke\u010f v ich dome ut\u00edchne hlu\u010dn\u00e1 hudba a sko\u010d\u00ed ve\u010dn\u00fd neporiadok, je bli\u017e\u0161ie, ako by si prial…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[146,4,157,9],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5947"}],"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=5947"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5947\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5948,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5947\/revisions\/5948"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5947"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5947"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/btm.sk\/WP\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5947"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}