{"id":398,"date":"2020-07-10T19:39:10","date_gmt":"2020-07-10T19:39:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/?p=398"},"modified":"2020-07-15T22:46:15","modified_gmt":"2020-07-15T22:46:15","slug":"de-cuando-mi-abuela-me-regalaba-bombachas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/2020\/07\/10\/de-cuando-mi-abuela-me-regalaba-bombachas\/","title":{"rendered":"De cuando mi abuela me regalaba bombachas"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Aquellos eran tiempos felices, cuando mi abuela me regalaba bombachas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Hab\u00eda pan y vino en la mesa, nunca faltaba.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Los amigos fluctuaban, los problemas flu\u00edan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>No hab\u00eda mucha consciencia del mundo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Eran blancas y rosas\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Las bombachas. Nunca faltaban en las visitas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Pero todo ese mundo de fantas\u00edas termin\u00f3.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:64px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" width=\"768\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/IMG_20200710_163424-768x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-399\" srcset=\"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/IMG_20200710_163424-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/IMG_20200710_163424-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/IMG_20200710_163424-1152x1536.jpg 1152w, https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/IMG_20200710_163424-1536x2048.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/IMG_20200710_163424-scaled.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 768px) 100vw, 768px\" \/><figcaption>Original transcript, 2018<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Aquellos eran tiempos felices, cuando mi abuela me regalaba bombachas. Hab\u00eda pan y vino en la mesa, nunca faltaba. Los amigos fluctuaban, los problemas flu\u00edan. No hab\u00eda mucha consciencia del mundo. Eran blancas y rosas\u2026 Las bombachas. Nunca faltaban en las visitas. Pero todo ese mundo de fantas\u00edas termin\u00f3.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[29],"tags":[50,60,59,27],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/398"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=398"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/398\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":402,"href":"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/398\/revisions\/402"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=398"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=398"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/meri-da.com\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=398"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}