{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Inside out","provider_url":"https:\/\/peternoel.cafeblog.hu","author_name":"Peter Noel","author_url":"https:\/\/peternoel.cafeblog.hu\/author\/peternoelfreemail-hu\/","title":"Peter Noel: Most, holnap, \u00e9s minden \u00faj \u00e9letben - Now, tomorrow, and in every new life","html":"<p>(You can read the English version under the Hungarian text.)<\/p>\r\n<p>Szia, Anya!<\/p>\r\n<p>\u00c9jszaka van, s \u00e9n r\u00e1d \u00e9s ap\u00e1ra gondolok. Mint apr\u00f3 gy\u00f6ngy\u00f6k, \u00fagy gurulnak szavaitok fel\u00e9m. Felszedem \u0151ket, s megpr\u00f3b\u00e1lom felid\u00e9zni mindazt, mi egykor sziklak\u00e9nt \u00f6lelt \u00e1t, \u00e9s megv\u00e9dett mindent\u0151l. Egyszer azt mondtad, lesznek bar\u00e1tok, kiket az id\u0151 elrabol majd, s nem tehetek ellene semmit. Igazad lett. Az id\u0151 t\u00e9nyleg \u00e9hes, \u00e9s ha lassan is, de elveszi t\u0151l\u00fcnk azt, mit megk\u00edv\u00e1n.<\/p>\r\n<p>Tetteink, l\u00e1ngol\u00f3 sz\u00edv\u00fcnk v\u00e9g\u00fcl k\u00f6dd\u00e9 v\u00e1lik, vagy lesznek emberek, kik eml\u00e9keznek majd r\u00e1nk? Vajon visszak\u00f6sz\u00f6n\u00fcnk-e m\u00e1sok mosoly\u00e1ban? Vajon ott lesz\u00fcnk-e mozdulataikban, tekintet\u00fckben, sz\u00edv\u00fckben? Nem tudom, Anya. Arra nevelt\u00e9l engem, hogy mindig adjak. Azt mondtad, semmi m\u00e1sra ne t\u00f6rekedjek, csak erre. Azt mondtad, b\u00e1rmily sok mocskot is k\u00f6h\u00f6g a vil\u00e1g, nek\u00fcnk meg kell tanulni tiszta leveg\u0151t sz\u00edvni. Meg kell tanulnunk megl\u00e1tni a sz\u00e9ps\u00e9get, mely mindenben ott \u00e9l.<\/p>\r\n<p>Nem tudom, megtal\u00e1lt-e t\u00e9ged, Apa, miut\u00e1n ut\u00e1nad ment. Nem tudom, egy\u00fctt vagytok-e, de rem\u00e9lem, \u00edgy van. A v\u00e1ros most alszik, s \u00e9n egy fot\u00f3t n\u00e9zek r\u00f3latok. Arra gondolok, el\u00e9g j\u00f3 emberr\u00e9 v\u00e1ltam-e. Vajon, ha l\u00e1tj\u00e1tok tetteim, b\u00fcszk\u00e9k vagytok-e? Vajon sz\u00edvem lesz-e valaha is oly \u00f6nzetlen \u00e9s j\u00f3, mint a ti\u00e9tek volt? Vajon elrontott szavaimat j\u00f3v\u00e1 tehetem-e valaha is? Vajon tudj\u00e1tok-e, mennyi mindent b\u00e1nok, mit k\u00f6ly\u00f6kk\u00e9nt tettem, s azt k\u00edv\u00e1nom, b\u00e1r helyre hozhatn\u00e1m. Csak rem\u00e9lhetem, hogy tudt\u00e1tok\u2026<\/p>\r\n<p>Az \u00e9let t\u00e9nyleg gy\u00f6ny\u00f6r\u0171, Anya. A Nap mosolyunkban ragyog fel, s a csillagok t\u00e9nyleg tenyer\u00fcnket simogatj\u00e1k, csak ki kell ny\u00fajtanunk kez\u00fcnk. A sz\u00edvem halkan dobban, figyelem ritmus\u00e1t. Soraim ezrekhez jutnak el, hogy azt\u00e1n elvesszenek majd az id\u0151 sodr\u00e1ban. De \u00edgy van ez j\u00f3l. Ez mindennek a rendje. A reggel \u00fajra elind\u00edt utamon, s \u00e9n ezrek k\u00f6z\u00f6tt s\u00e9t\u00e1lok majd, kik nem ismerik von\u00e1saimat, nem figyelnek szavamra, s \u00e9szre sem vesznek. Hi\u00e1nyoztok.<\/p>\r\n<p>M\u00e1ra megtanultam, Anya, hogy b\u00e1r sok mindent elvesz\u00edt\u00fcnk, de a sz\u00edv mindenn\u00e9l er\u0151sebb. A sz\u00edv az egyetlen, mi ismeri az \u00f6r\u00f6kk\u00e9t. M\u00e1r tudom, sosem feledlek el titeket. Mindig velem lesztek. Lehetn\u00e9k jobb ember, Anya. Lehetn\u00e9k tiszt\u00e1bb. Hozhatn\u00e9k jobb d\u00f6nt\u00e9seket, de nem mindig siker\u00fcl. M\u00e9gis k\u00f6sz\u00f6n\u00f6m, hogy \u00edgy szerettetek\u2026 \u00f6nzetlen\u00fcl, tiszta sz\u00edvvel. Rem\u00e9lem, m\u00e9lt\u00f3 leszek a b\u00fcszkes\u00e9gre, mellyel r\u00e1m n\u00e9ztetek. \u00cdg\u00e9rem, igyekszem jobb emberr\u00e9 v\u00e1lni, s meg\u0151rizni mindazt, mire tan\u00edtottatok. S ha egyszer el is felejt mindenki, tudom, mi ott lesz\u00fcnk egym\u00e1s sz\u00edv\u00e9be z\u00e1rva \u00f6r\u00f6kk\u00e9.<\/p>\r\n<p>Szeretlek Titeket, Anya. Most, holnap, \u00e9s minden \u00faj \u00e9letben.<\/p>\r\n<p>Makacs fiatok\u00a0\u2013\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/PeterNoel20?fref=photo\">Peter Noel<\/a>,<a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/peter.noel.privatepage\">Peter Noel Privat<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/PeterNoel052030\">P\u00e9ter Noel<\/a>. Szerz\u0151i \u00e9s minden jog fenntartva. Megoszthat\u00f3 v\u00e1ltoztat\u00e1s n\u00e9lk\u00fcl, mindennem\u0171 egy\u00e9b felhaszn\u00e1l\u00e1sa enged\u00e9lyk\u00f6teles.<\/p>\r\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/peternoel.cafeblog.hu\/files\/2015\/06\/ma.jpg\"><img class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-696\" src=\"https:\/\/peternoel.cafeblog.hu\/files\/2015\/06\/ma-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"ma\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><\/p>\r\n<p>Hello Mom,<\/p>\r\n<p>It's night, and I'm thinking on You and Dad. Yours words are rolling toward me like tiny pearls. I pick them up and I'm trying to remember to these words what protected me like a strong rock. Once you told me that I'll have some friends whom will be kidnapped by the time and I won't be able to prevent it. You were right. Time is really hungry, and it takes away anything from us if it wants to.<\/p>\r\n<p>The things we've done and our flaming hearts will turn into mist or will there be people whom will remember us? Will we reflect in the smile of others? Will we be there in their movement in their look, in their hearts? I don' know, Mom. You taught me how to be able to give all the time. You told me this is the only thing that I will always have to do. You said even if the world coughs too many dirt we still have to learn how to take a clean breath. We have to learn how to see the beauty what lives in everything.<\/p>\r\n<p>I don't know if Dad found you when he followed you. I don't know if you are together, but I hope so. The city is sleeping and I'm watching a photo about you both. I'm wandering if I became a good person? Are you proud of me if you see me? Will I ever have a pure and selfless heart just like you both had? Will I ever be able to fix my bold moves? Do you know that there are a lot of things that I regret that I've done as a child, and I wish I was able to fix them. I hope you both know it\u2026<\/p>\r\n<p>Life is really wonderful, Mom. The Sun is shining in our smiles,and the stars are caressing our hands, we just have to reach out. My heart beats softly, I am listening to its rhytm. My words are reaching thousands, then they get lost in the sand of time. It is all right. This is how it is. Morning leads me on my way again, and I'll be walking amongst thousands who don't know me, my features, and who don't notice me. I miss you both.<\/p>\r\n<p>Now I know Mom that even if we lost a lot of things, our hearts is stronger than anything. The heart is the only thing that knows forever. Now I know I will never forget you. You will always be with me. I could be a better person, Mom. I could be even cleaner. I could make even better decisions but sometimes I fail. Yet, thank you that you loved me the way you did\u2026 with a selfless, pure heart. I hope I will be worthy for your pride. I promise I will do my best to become a better person. And if everyone may forget me, I know we will always be there locked in each others' heart. Forever.<\/p>\r\n<p>I love you both of you, Mom. Now, tomorrow, and in every new life.<\/p>\r\n<p>Yours stubborn son\u00a0\u2013\u00a0<a id=\"js_25\" href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/PeterNoel20\">Peter Noel<\/a>,\u00a0<a id=\"js_27\" class=\"_5f0v\" href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/PeterNoel052030\">P\u00e9ter Noel<\/a>,\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/peter.noel.privatepage\">Peter Noel Privat<\/a>\u00a0Copyright and all rights reserved. Shareable without modification, any other use requires authorization.<\/p>","type":"rich"}