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Blogul Alinei

Cu bucurie si nerabdare petrecem timp bun langa dragii nostri. Sarbatorile ne aduc linistea la care tot speram. Ne aduc oamenii de care ne-a fost dor. Ne amintesc de clipele in care ne-am bucurat alaturi de cei care nu mai sunt.

Pe vremea asta, acum multi ani, in soba trosneau lemnele si mainile mele cuprindeau, cu dragoste de copil, pe cea care ne iubea pana la nori. Mamaia mea buna. Din mainile ei iesea cozonacul acela atat de bun pe care nu am reusit sa il mai mananc nicaieri, de atunci. Stateam la usa cuptorului iar cand erau rumeni, ne frigeam, mancand cu nesat. Afara, nametii dadeau concurs cu gardul casei. Barbatii sapau tuneluri prin zapada pentru a se putea iesi din case. Pe dealul ce venea direct din padure ne croiam spatiu pentru sanii. Ulita duduia de tipetele noastre. Nu mai era nici un copil in casa, toti aveam intalnire pe deal. Eram atat de fericiti, imi amintesc si astazi sentimentul acela. Dupa sanius ne incalzeam picioarele, lipindu-le de soba calda. Soba la gura careia ne serveam ceaiul de tei.
Bradul era adus din padure, scuturat de nea si inzestrat cu decoratiuni lucrate de mainile noastre dibace.
Mos Craciun ne vizita, lasandu-ne cateva dulciuri. Nu ne doream altceva. Minunate clipe. Minunati oameni care nu mai sunt.

Azi-noapte, noaptea de Ajun, am mers cu cei mici la colindat. Ii vor invata la randul lor pe cei mai tineri sa pastreze datina colindatului.
Ne-a trecut pragul mosul bun si darnic. Cei mici au fost absorbiti. S-au bucurat cu toata inima.
Am adormit citind cateva rugaciuni. Asa am simtit. Am trecut in lumea viselor cu lacrimi in coltul ochilor. Eram linistita.

Astazi, Craciun curat. Am in suflet pace. In casa rasuna colindele, in surdina, asa cum au facut-o intreaga noapte.
Am baut cea mai buna cafea din an, in tihna.  Am ras, ne-am jucat, am citit, ne-am odihnit, am baut un delicios vin fiert si am primit, cu emotii, colindatorii. Am gandit la ceea ce a fost in acest an si am sperante pentru anul care se apropie.

Craciun fericit!

Ganduri catre cei care nu au ceea ce noua ni se pare firesc!
Pace in suflet!
Odihna celor care nu mai sunt!