{"id":2148,"date":"2010-05-30T18:43:43","date_gmt":"2010-05-30T18:43:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/?p=2148"},"modified":"2010-05-31T06:18:37","modified_gmt":"2010-05-31T06:18:37","slug":"2148","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/index.php\/2010\/05\/30\/2148\/","title":{"rendered":"Dalior till Mor"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Vi kvinnor som inte<\/strong> sj\u00e4lva \u00e4r m\u00f6drar, vad k\u00e4nner vi p\u00e5 Mors dag? Den tanken v\u00e4ckte mig i morse n\u00e4r jag lagom till <a href=\"http:\/\/sverigesradio.se\/sida\/default.aspx?programid=438\">God morgon, v\u00e4rlden!<\/a> slog upp mina ljusbl\u00e5.<\/p>\n<p>Jag hann inte mer \u00e4n h\u00e4lla upp filen f\u00f6rr\u00e4n min \u00e4lskade b\u00e4sta v\u00e4n\u00a0ringde. Efter tre \u00e5rs lidande, de sista veckorna ohyggligt, hade hennes mamma somnat in bara minuterna f\u00f6re midnatt. Vi kunde inte ha gett henne en b\u00e4ttre Morsdags-present snyftade min \u00e4lskade b\u00e4sta v\u00e4n.<\/p>\n<p>Frukostfilen v\u00e4xte i munnen&#8230;jag sa ingenting. Efter en stund konstaterade vi att \u00e4r det n\u00e5gon dag som mammor ska d\u00f6 p\u00e5 s\u00e5 \u00e4r det nog \u00e4nd\u00e5 p\u00e5 Mors dag.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Som sagt. Vi <\/strong>som inte \u00e4r firade mammor, vad har vi gjort i dag? Sj\u00e4lv tog jag en tur till blomsterhandlaren och k\u00f6pte mig ett par dalior f\u00f6r plantering p\u00e5 balkongen. Det ligger ingen sorg i det, bara ett konstaterande. Men\u00a0m\u00f6jligen blir man aningen mer bl\u00f6dig med \u00e5ren, det \u00e4r sant.<\/p>\n<p>Vid bussh\u00e5llplatsen intill den prunkande blomsterhandlarens trottoar v\u00e4ntade en st\u00e5tlig \u00e4ldre kvinna p\u00e5 bussen. Hon hade dagen till \u00e4ra (?) en s\u00e4llsynt vacker sommarhatt. Nyfiken p\u00e5 reaktionen s\u00f6kte jag hennes blick, smilade och sa:<\/p>\n<p><strong>&#8211; Vilken snygg hatt!\u00a0<span style=\"font-weight: normal;\">Hon blev inte alls \u00f6verrumplad, utan kontrade leende:<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"font-weight: normal;\">&#8211; Du \u00e4r fin du ocks\u00e5!<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>P\u00e5 uteserveringarna l\u00e4ngs <\/strong>med v\u00e4gen satt mammor i solen med spralliga barn tillsammans med en och annan stolt pappa &#8211; och mamma &#8211; mumsandes k\u00f6ttbullar med potatismos, pizza eller hamburgare.<\/p>\n<p>Hemma med daliorna MMS:ar jag dem till min Mor.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2149\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/05\/dalior.jpeg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2149\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2149\" title=\"dalior\" src=\"http:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/05\/dalior-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/05\/dalior-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/05\/dalior.jpeg 640w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-2149\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Morsdag-uppvaktning.<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Vi kvinnor som inte sj\u00e4lva \u00e4r m\u00f6drar, vad k\u00e4nner vi p\u00e5 Mors dag? Den tanken v\u00e4ckte mig i morse n\u00e4r jag lagom till God morgon, v\u00e4rlden! slog upp mina ljusbl\u00e5. Jag hann inte mer \u00e4n h\u00e4lla upp filen f\u00f6rr\u00e4n min \u00e4lskade b\u00e4sta v\u00e4n\u00a0ringde. Efter tre \u00e5rs lidande, de sista veckorna ohyggligt, hade hennes mamma somnat&hellip;<\/p>\n<p class=\"more-link-p\"><a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/index.php\/2010\/05\/30\/2148\/\">Read more &rarr;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2148","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2148","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2148"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2148\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2148"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2148"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mariaabrahamsson.nu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2148"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}