{"id":29670,"date":"2026-08-02T15:41:17","date_gmt":"2026-08-02T12:41:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/?p=29670"},"modified":"2026-08-02T15:46:15","modified_gmt":"2026-08-02T12:46:15","slug":"azi-ar-fi-fost-ziua-matusii-mele-preferate","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/azi-ar-fi-fost-ziua-matusii-mele-preferate\/","title":{"rendered":"Azi ar fi fost ziua m\u0103tu\u0219ii mele preferate"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

\u00cen ultimii cinci ani, mi-au murit to\u021bi b\u0103tr\u00e2nii din familie. Culmea, nici nu le pot spune \u201db\u0103tr\u00e2nii\u201d, c\u0103 m\u0103tu\u0219\u0103-mea nu era o bab\u0103 \u0219i nu avea atribute de bab\u0103. Era o simpatic\u0103 femeie \u00eentre dou\u0103 v\u00e2rste, cu o voce chiar mai groas\u0103 dec\u00e2t a mea – \u0219i da, e o performan\u021b\u0103, eu dac\u0103 eram b\u0103rbat m\u0103 lua Opera Rom\u00e2n\u0103 pentru repertoriul de bass – cu un trecut despre care specula toat\u0103 lumea, dar nimeni nu \u0219tia nimic precis, \u0219i de o veselie absolut contagioas\u0103. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

C\u00e2nd voia s\u0103 m\u0103 umileasc\u0103, mama \u00eemi spunea c\u0103 sunt ca ea. Habar n-avea c\u0103 pentru mine e un compliment. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u00cenc\u0103 de c\u00e2nd eram copil, m\u0103 fascina. Era mereu frumoas\u0103 \u0219i vesel\u0103, printre restul femeilor \u00eembr\u0103cate ieftin \u0219i f\u0103r\u0103 inspira\u021bie, acrite de c\u0103s\u0103torii pline de lipsuri \u0219i frustr\u0103ri pe toate planurile. Cumva, restul femeilor din familie se \u0219i coalizaser\u0103 \u00eempotriva ei, ca iobagii \u00eempotriva boierului: o invidiau feroce, \u00eei atribuiau cele mai colorate aventuri, o suspectau c\u0103 umbl\u0103 pe ascuns cu b\u0103rba\u021bi cu bani care \u00eei finan\u021bau stilul de via\u021b\u0103 \u0219i c\u0103 nu se gr\u0103be\u0219te s\u0103 se m\u0103rite pentru c\u0103 e \u201degoist\u0103\u201d. De fapt, cum am stat de vorb\u0103 cu m\u0103tu\u0219\u0103-mea, c\u00e2nd am crescut \u0219i am \u00eenceput s\u0103-mi iau deciziile proprii legate de cine merit\u0103 timpul \u0219i prietenia mea \u0219i cine nu, era vorba pur \u0219i simplu de faptul c\u0103 o femeie singur\u0103 decide c\u00e2nd vine, c\u00e2nd pleac\u0103, dac\u0103 bag\u0103 sau nu la sp\u0103lat, dac\u0103 g\u0103te\u0219te sau \u00ee\u0219i ia dou\u0103 ro\u0219ii \u0219i o bucat\u0103 de telemea de la magazin pentru cin\u0103, \u0219i nu trebuie s\u0103 execute mofturile nim\u0103nui. Exact ca mine, m\u0103tu\u0219\u0103-mea f\u0103cuse semnificativ mai pu\u021bin sex dec\u00e2t se zvonea pe la col\u021buri \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i petrecuse mult mai mult timp prin restaurante, bucur\u00e2ndu-se pur \u0219i simplu de un vin bun. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Prilej s\u0103 demont\u0103m mitul preferat al incelilor: \u201eastea singure vor s\u0103 fie singure s\u0103 se f** cu nu \u0219tiu c\u00e2\u021bi\u201d. Mmm, nu. Vrem s\u0103 fim singure s\u0103 facem stretching sau s\u0103 savur\u0103m un sezon \u00eentreg al unui serial \u00een loc s\u0103-\u021bi g\u0103tim \u021bie sarmale, respectiv s\u0103 bem o cafea duminic\u0103 dup\u0103-amiaza pe o teras\u0103, cu un ebook pe Kindle, \u00een loc s\u0103 sp\u0103l\u0103m un munte de vase dup\u0103 ce ai cr\u0103pat \u00een tine ca porcul. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Eu tr\u0103iesc \u00eentr-o perioad\u0103 \u00een care multe alte femei \u00eemp\u0103rt\u0103\u0219esc acela\u0219i mindset \u0219i nu am probleme. M\u0103tu\u0219\u0103-mea, \u00eens\u0103, \u00eenfrunta nu doar suspiciunea b\u0103rba\u021bilor, ci \u0219i invidia neagr\u0103 a femeilor care mergeau acas\u0103 la co\u0219ul plin de rufe, \u00een timp ce ea mergea acas\u0103 s\u0103 fac\u0103 bi\u0219ni\u021b\u0103 cu tot ce mi\u0219ca \u0219i putea fi v\u00e2ndut sub soare. Acesta era de fapt sexul \u0219i drogul m\u0103tu\u0219\u0103-mii. Comer\u021bul. Intermedia imobiliare, antichit\u0103\u021bi, textile, tot ce voiai \u0219i nu voiai. Pe vremea lui Ceau\u0219escu, copil\u0103 fiind, adusese cafea \u0219i ciocolat\u0103 din Bucure\u0219ti. \u0218i a r\u00e2s \u00een hohote c\u00e2nd i-am spus c\u0103 babele familiei o suspectaser\u0103 c\u0103 se prostitueaz\u0103: De ce s\u0103 vinzi p*zd\u0103, c\u00e2nd po\u021bi vinde ceva ce nu are toat\u0103 lumea? <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u0218ti\u021bi fraza rom\u00e2neasc\u0103 \u201d\u0219tiu eu un b\u0103iat descurc\u0103re\u021b\u201d? Eu \u0219tiam o fat\u0103 descurc\u0103rea\u021b\u0103, pe m\u0103tu\u0219\u0103-mea. Orice a\u0219 fi avut vreodat\u0103 nevoie, \u00eemi f\u0103cea rost. Cuno\u0219tea pe toat\u0103 lumea, iar dac\u0103 nu cuno\u0219tea exact pe cineva din domeniul \u0103la, sigur cunoscu\u021bii ei cuno\u0219teau pe cineva. Inclusiv c\u00e2nd am mo\u0219tenit casa bunicilor din partea tatii, am descoperit c\u0103 acceptaser\u0103 drept de habita\u021bie pentru o doamn\u0103 de care nu \u0219tia nimeni nimic. Era logic c\u0103 femeia murise demult, dar autorit\u0103\u021bile noastre nu opereaz\u0103 cu logica. \u00cen dou\u0103 zile, m\u0103tu\u0219\u0103-mea ne-a f\u0103cut rost de certificatul ei de deces. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

O femeie neconven\u021bional\u0103, liber\u0103, plin\u0103 de via\u021b\u0103 \u0219i cu o sete de peripe\u021bii \u0219i de neprev\u0103zut pe care \u00eenc\u0103 o avea intact\u0103 la 60 \u0219i ceva de ani c\u00e2nd a murit brusc, anul trecut. \u00centr-o diminea\u021b\u0103, pur \u0219i simplu nu s-a trezit din somn. A g\u0103sit-o vecina cu care se ajutau reciproc. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

M\u0103tu\u0219\u0103-mea era o prezen\u021b\u0103 at\u00e2t de vie, at\u00e2t de tonic\u0103, at\u00e2t de aventuroas\u0103 \u00een via\u021ba mea, c\u0103, un an mai t\u00e2rziu, \u00eenc\u0103 nu \u00eemi vine s\u0103 cred c\u0103 a murit. \u00cenc\u0103 a\u0219tept s\u0103 m\u0103 sune \u0219i s\u0103 m\u0103 fac\u0103 s\u0103 r\u00e2d isteric cu glume vulgare de tractori\u0219ti, chit c\u0103 WhatsApp \u00eemi spune c\u0103 num\u0103rul nu apar\u021bine unui utilizator. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Sunt oameni care mor \u0219i nu le sim\u021bi lipsa. Au fost at\u00e2t de incolori, inodori \u0219i insipizi, \u00eenc\u00e2t via\u021ba f\u0103r\u0103 ei merge netulburat\u0103 \u00eenainte. Dar sunt oameni cu o personalitate at\u00e2t de intens\u0103, \u00eenc\u00e2t, dup\u0103 moartea lor, te \u00eentrebi dac\u0103 via\u021ba \u00een sine nu e dec\u00e2t o mare minciun\u0103. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Un astfel de om a fost m\u0103tu\u0219\u0103-mea. \u0218i n-a f\u0103cut poze cu mine, pentru c\u0103 \u00eemi spunea c\u0103 nu-i place c\u0103 s-a \u00eengr\u0103\u0219at dup\u0103 menopauz\u0103, dar \u00eei pl\u0103cea vinul alb, a\u0219a c\u0103 v\u0103 las aici un pahar de vin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ciocni\u021bi tot vinul din lume cu cei dragi c\u00e2t timp v\u0103 sunt al\u0103turi, c\u0103 dup\u0103 ce pleac\u0103, vinul nu va avea acela\u0219i gust. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Dac\u0103 \u00ee\u021bi place ceea ce cite\u0219ti, inspir\u0103-m\u0103 cu o cafea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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