Sofia
pediu-me para fazer um livro sobre a relação dela com Pedro. Os dois
conhecem-se há cerca de oito anos e namoram desde 2010. São um casal feliz, com
as suas atribulações habituais, que vivem em Inglaterra e planeiam ter um filho
nos próximos tempos. Mas são mais dois enfermeiros “forçados” a emigrar.
Estava a ser
difícil encontrar emprego por cá e por isso Sofia partiu à aventura. Numa
primeira tentativa desistiu, cansada que estava da distância. Porém, regressada
a Portugal, o cenário cinzento mantinha-se e, após novas tentativas frustradas,
decidiu voltar a terras de sua majestade. Desta vez para ficar. Pedro, que até
tinha um emprego estável, aguentou pouco tempo e decidiu correr atrás da sua
amada. Largou um contrato sem termo, colegas, família, e partiu à aventura. É
ou não é algo que se faz só por amor? Hoje, conseguem ter estabilidade
suficiente para ponderar ter um filho, alugar uma casa e pensar num futuro mais
risonho.
Durante
estes seis anos de namoro, há imensas recordações e as fotografias que me
chegaram à caixa de correio electrónico são deslumbrantes. “O Pedro adora
fotografia e nós temos muita imaginação”, revelou-me numa das entrevistas. Tudo
em segredo, claro, para o namorado ter a surpresa da vida dele. “Eu quero
recordar o nosso percurso e fazer qualquer coisa de especial”, confidenciou-me
ao telefone, através do whatsapp. “Sinto que passámos por tanta coisa, que
quero que ele sinta que gosto muito dele e que para mim ele é a pessoa mais
importante da minha vida”. Ufa! Tarefa complicada, como deve imaginar. Mas são
estes desafios que me animam e me deixam com genica.
Há muitos
pormenores nele que a deixam deliciada: a pacatez, o humor, a sinceridade, a
humildade, o coração terno e, claro, aquela organização metódica com que ele
pinta o seu dia a dia. O quarto está sempre num aprumo, a mesa bem posta, os
ficheiros no computador perfeitamente ordenados e a casa de banho
garantidamente num brinco. Ela admira aquela dedicação e capacidade inatas que,
nela, saem-lhe a custo. É um conforto saber que ele está ali quando ela menos
tem vontade e força para continuar. O Pedro é o amparo da Sofia, esta é a
verdade.
Sofia cresceu
perto de Coimbra. Em pequenina, adorava acompanhar os avós no campo. Metiam-na
no burrinho e lá ia ela vê-los cavar, apanhar couves, semear batatas, tudo com
o vento a bater-lhe na cara, o sol a raiar o horizonte e o céu azul, às vezes
coberto de nuvens. Já Pedro é o mais novo de quatro irmãos. A gravidez foi de
risco, por isso a mãe foi seguida por médicos. Tudo correu pelo melhor e ao
mundo veio um menino de olhos pretos grandes e esbugalhados, sedentos de vida.
Foi muito acarinhado e protegido por toda a família. É o filho caçula, mimado
pelos pais e irmãos. Contudo, ao contrário do que se poderia imaginar, este
excesso de atenção não o transforma num indivíduo arrogante e vaidoso, um
estereotipo comum nestes casos. Bem pelo contrário, Pedro é um rapaz sensível,
afável, calmo, atencioso, trabalhador e observador. Sofia e Pedro cruzam-se no
Hospital de Coimbra. Primeiro, colegas no MySpace e, depois, como amigos a
passear pela praia ou em caminhadas por esse Portugal fora. Hoje moram junto ao
mar, numa terra pacata, na costa este da Inglaterra. A cidade tem um areal
extenso, onde o mar gelado bate com força, trazendo a maresia para dentro das
casas. Às vezes vão até ao Atlântico matar saudades e olhar para o horizonte.
Lá ao fundo, poderá estar um menino ou uma menina. Será o fruto desta história
de amor. Um pequeno ser transportará para a eternidade a existência daquele
elo. Sim, em breve vão estar em casa, saboreando o cheiro do bacalhau no forno,
a ouvir o vento a bater nas janelas, o frio a varrer as ruas, enquanto a
televisão está ligada na BBC. E pelo meio das pernas da Sofia e do Pedro vai
correr uma criança feliz, resplandecente, de gargalhadas sonoras a chamar pela
mãe e pelo pai. “Mãe, pai, peguem-me ao colo”.
Ficou um
livro lindo e agora é que ninguém vai poder esquecer esta união. Os altos e
baixos de Pedro e Sofia. Filhos, netos, bisnetos, pais, avós, tios e tias,
nunca vão esquecer esta história de amor bonita. No final, até eu fiquei emocionado
com as palavras da Sofia. “Meu
Deus, escreve mesmo bem. Fez-me chorar. Está perfeito, mesmo desconhecendo
todos pormenores, está muito bem ficcionado”. Há dias, o livro chegou a casa
dela e, num momento romântico, imagino eu, ofereceu-o ao Pedro. “Ele adorou.
Disse que foi a melhor prenda que recebeu. Chorou e tudo! Muito obrigado,
António”. Eu é que agradeço. Sofia, foi um prazer. Fico tão contente que tenham
gostado. Desejo-lhe a si e ao Pedro toda a felicidade do mundo!
Sofia asked me to do a print on demand book about her relationship with
Pedro. They met about eight years ago and have been dating since 2010. They are
a happy couple with their usual tribulations, living in England and plan to
have a child in the near future. But they are two nurses "forced" to
emigrate.
It has being difficult to find a job around here and so Sofia seek other opportunities, in the UK. In a first attempt she gave up, tired she was of the distance. She returned to Portugal, but the dark aura remained and, after further unsuccessful attempts, she decided to return the land of her majesty. This time to stay. Pedro, who had a stable job, endured until he couldn’t stand more time alone, so he decided to run after his beloved. He dropped a permanent contract, colleagues, family, and went took the risk. It is or is not something you do only for love? Today, they can have enough stability to consider having a child, rent a house and think of a brighter future.
During these six years of dating, there are lots of memories, and the photographs that came to my e-mail box are breathtaking. "Pedro loves photography and we have a lot of imagination," she revealed to me in the interviews. All in secret, of course, to her boyfriend have the surprise of his life. "I want to remember our journey and make a special book" she confided to me on the phone through whatsapp. "I feel that we went through so much, I want him to feel that like him a lot and for me he is the most important person in my life." Phew! A complicated task, as you can imagine. But these are challenges that motivate me and leave me with gene.
There are many details in him that leave her delightedly: the serenity, humor, sincerity, humility, tender heart and, of course, that methodical organization with which he paints his day to day. The room is always a aplomb, the table well-laid, the files on the computer perfectly ordered and the bathroom in a guaranteed shine. She admires that dedication and innate ability that in her it’s a cost. It is a comfort to know that he's there when she has less will and strength to continue. Pedro is her protection, this is the truth.
Sofia grew up near Coimbra. In little, she loved to accompany grandparents in the field. She took a donkey ride and there she went, seeing them dig, pick sprouts, seed potatoes, all with the wind hitting him in her face, the sun break the horizon and the blue sky, sometimes covered with clouds. Pedro, on his hand, is the youngest of four brothers. The pregnancy was a risk, so the mother was followed by physicians. Everything went for the best and to the world came a boy with black large bulging eyes, thirsty for life. He was very cherished and protected by the whole family. He is the youngest son, spoiled by their parents and siblings. However, contrary to what one might imagine, this excess of attention does not turn him in an arrogant and conceited individual, a common stereotype in these cases. On the contrary, Pedro is a sensitive guy, affable, calm, caring, hardworking and good observer. Sofia and Pedro met at the Hospital of Coimbra. First, as colleagues on MySpace and, after thar, as friends travelling around Portugal. Now they live by the sea, in a quiet english city, on the east coast of England. The city has a long sandy beach, where the sea ice hit hard, bringing the salty air into the house. Sometimes they go to the Atlantic to remember Portugal and they look at the horizon. In the background, far away, it can be a boy or a girl. It will be the fruit of this love story. Yes, soon they will be at home, savoring the smell of cod in the oven, listening to the wind beating against the windows, the cold sweep across the streets, while the television is on the BBC. And between Sofia’s and Pedro’s legs will run a happy child, bright, full laughter that will call his mother and father. "Mom, dad, pik me up!"
I was able to make a great book and now no one can forget this union. The ups and downs of Pedro and Sofia. Children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, parents, grandparents, uncles and aunts, they will never forget this love story. In the end, even I was moved by the words of Sofia. "My God, you write so well. It made me cry. It is perfect, even without knowing all the details, is very well fictionalized", she added. Days ago, the book reached her house and in a romantic moment, I imagine, he it to Pedro. "He loved it. He said it was the best gift he ever received. He even cried! Thank you so much, António". It was my pleasure, Sofia. I'm so glad you enjoyed it. I wish you and Pedro all the happiness in the world!
It has being difficult to find a job around here and so Sofia seek other opportunities, in the UK. In a first attempt she gave up, tired she was of the distance. She returned to Portugal, but the dark aura remained and, after further unsuccessful attempts, she decided to return the land of her majesty. This time to stay. Pedro, who had a stable job, endured until he couldn’t stand more time alone, so he decided to run after his beloved. He dropped a permanent contract, colleagues, family, and went took the risk. It is or is not something you do only for love? Today, they can have enough stability to consider having a child, rent a house and think of a brighter future.
During these six years of dating, there are lots of memories, and the photographs that came to my e-mail box are breathtaking. "Pedro loves photography and we have a lot of imagination," she revealed to me in the interviews. All in secret, of course, to her boyfriend have the surprise of his life. "I want to remember our journey and make a special book" she confided to me on the phone through whatsapp. "I feel that we went through so much, I want him to feel that like him a lot and for me he is the most important person in my life." Phew! A complicated task, as you can imagine. But these are challenges that motivate me and leave me with gene.
There are many details in him that leave her delightedly: the serenity, humor, sincerity, humility, tender heart and, of course, that methodical organization with which he paints his day to day. The room is always a aplomb, the table well-laid, the files on the computer perfectly ordered and the bathroom in a guaranteed shine. She admires that dedication and innate ability that in her it’s a cost. It is a comfort to know that he's there when she has less will and strength to continue. Pedro is her protection, this is the truth.
Sofia grew up near Coimbra. In little, she loved to accompany grandparents in the field. She took a donkey ride and there she went, seeing them dig, pick sprouts, seed potatoes, all with the wind hitting him in her face, the sun break the horizon and the blue sky, sometimes covered with clouds. Pedro, on his hand, is the youngest of four brothers. The pregnancy was a risk, so the mother was followed by physicians. Everything went for the best and to the world came a boy with black large bulging eyes, thirsty for life. He was very cherished and protected by the whole family. He is the youngest son, spoiled by their parents and siblings. However, contrary to what one might imagine, this excess of attention does not turn him in an arrogant and conceited individual, a common stereotype in these cases. On the contrary, Pedro is a sensitive guy, affable, calm, caring, hardworking and good observer. Sofia and Pedro met at the Hospital of Coimbra. First, as colleagues on MySpace and, after thar, as friends travelling around Portugal. Now they live by the sea, in a quiet english city, on the east coast of England. The city has a long sandy beach, where the sea ice hit hard, bringing the salty air into the house. Sometimes they go to the Atlantic to remember Portugal and they look at the horizon. In the background, far away, it can be a boy or a girl. It will be the fruit of this love story. Yes, soon they will be at home, savoring the smell of cod in the oven, listening to the wind beating against the windows, the cold sweep across the streets, while the television is on the BBC. And between Sofia’s and Pedro’s legs will run a happy child, bright, full laughter that will call his mother and father. "Mom, dad, pik me up!"
I was able to make a great book and now no one can forget this union. The ups and downs of Pedro and Sofia. Children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, parents, grandparents, uncles and aunts, they will never forget this love story. In the end, even I was moved by the words of Sofia. "My God, you write so well. It made me cry. It is perfect, even without knowing all the details, is very well fictionalized", she added. Days ago, the book reached her house and in a romantic moment, I imagine, he it to Pedro. "He loved it. He said it was the best gift he ever received. He even cried! Thank you so much, António". It was my pleasure, Sofia. I'm so glad you enjoyed it. I wish you and Pedro all the happiness in the world!
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