Stau uneori si ma gandesc ce inseamna viata, cat de scurta si subtire isi are linia si cat de neputinciosi suntem pe cararea ei. Astazi suntem fericiti si impliniti, traim si zambim iar maine nu stim daca mai existam.
Ieri s-a stins din viata un suflet important in familia noastra, bunicul sotului meu. Un om bland cu caracter deosebit, bun la inima si harnic. Desi l-am cunoscut de putina vreme, aceasta persoana si-a lasat o urma distincta inauntrul meu, datorita bunatatii si comportamentului sau.
Se spune ca oamenii buni sunt luati prea devreme de Cel de Sus, iar cei rai sunt lasati sa mai traiasca. In acest moment, mi-as fi dorit ca bunicul sa se incadreze in cealalta categorie, doar sa mai traiasca putin.
Ultima data cand l-am vazut, ochii ii erau lasati din pleoape, corpul vlaguit de boala si sufletul incarcat de durere. Bunicul si-ar fi dorit sa mai stea cu noi, sa impartaseasca zambete in aer, sa existe. Il vedeam varsand lacrimi pe furis, scapand icniri innabusite de durere si neputinta.
Isi iubea nepotii, cu o dragoste fara margini. Ii erau dragi pana la Dumnezeu si inapoi, dovada stau nenumaratele momente cand la bunici, insemna locul de joaca si veselie dar si locul de invatare si dojana.
Bunicul a fost un om care si-a respectat familia si a iubit-o pana la ultima rasuflare. Drept dovada stau sotia, fii si fiicele, nepotii ce mereu i-au fost alaturi, chiar si in ultimele clipe de existenta.
Bunicul a fost acea persoana care si-a dorit sa traiasca pana in ultimul moment, savurand fiecare minut din zi, facandu-l sa conteze. Si-a iubit nevasta cu o dragoste pe care noi, cei tineri, probabil ca nu o vom trai vreodata la aceeasi intensitate.
Familia noastra este mai saraca de un suflet bland si bun, de al dragului bunic. De acum inainte, drumul la tara nu va mai fi acelasi fara el iar cerul va fi mai bogat cu un suflet pur si curat ca al lui.
Se spune ca persoanele dragi care mor nu pleaca niciodata, ci merg alaturi de noi in fiecare zi. Nevazuti, neauziti, dar mereu aproape; in continuare iubiti, in continuare cu dor, mereu foarte dragi.
Ii vom pastra vie amintirea bunicului nostru in suflete, si vom fi recunoscatori pentru timpul petrecut impreuna multumindu-i lui Dumnezeu ca ni l-a daruit in vietile noastre.
Odihneste-te in pace, suflet bun!
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English version
Yesterday, an important soul died in our family, my husband’s grandfather. A gentle man of great character, good at heart and diligent. Although I have known him for a while, this person has left a distinct trace inside of me because of his goodness and behavior.
It is said that good people are taken too early by the Almighty, and the bad ones are left to live. At this point, I would have wanted my grandfather to fall into the other category, just to live a little longer.
The last time I saw him, his eyes were left in his eyelids, with a sick body and pain in his soul. Grandpa would have liked to stay with us, to share smiles in the air, to exist. I could see him shedding tears,escaping mumblings innate by pain and helplessness.He loved his grandchildren with a pure love. He loved his nephews to God and back, proof is the countless moments when at grandparents, it means the place of play and joy, but also the place of learning and teachings.
Grandpa was a man who respected his family and loved her until the last breath. The proof is the wife, sons and daughters, the grandchildren who have always been with him, even in the last moments of existence.
The grandfather was the person who wanted to live up to the last moment, savoring every minute of the day, making him count. He loved his wife with a love that we young people, probably will never live at the same intensity.
Our family is poorer of a gentle and good soul, of grandfather’s dear. From now on, the road to the grandparents will no longer be the same without him and the sky will be richer with a pure and fine soul as his own.
It is said that those we love don’t go away, they walk beside us every day. Unseen, unheard, but always near; still loved, still missed and very dear.
We will keep alive our grandfather’s memory in our souls, and we will be grateful for the time spent together by thanking God for giving it to us in our lives.
Rest in peace, good soul!
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