Guiltless Rants is a web journal of Jasel Uy who hails from Cebu City. She is a nurse, banker, sister, daughter and wife, storyteller, and wanna-be-writer. But of the many roles she plays, let's not forget that she is only just a girl. She makes mistakes and corrects them. She hastily decides on one thing and regrets it the next day. But she is learning cos she is a work in progress.
these last couple of days i have not been feeling my best because of some stress and self issues you don't want to hear. so i have been looking for inspiration to kick this negative vibe away and make way for positivity instead. believe me, i had a lot of spacing out and looking at the ceiling moments but none seemed to soothe my very troubled soul. that is true not until i stumbled across one of the articles patty laurel shared in her blog. and i quote:
4. Start a one-line-a-day gratitude journal. Before bed, simply jot down one happy memory from that day. (If you have kids, you can ask them, "What was the best part of today?") Reflection is an important part of happiness, and pausing to reflect on a positive event from each day cultivates gratitude. (An added bonus: Later, when your memory is defunct, you will already have all of your meaningful adventures recorded!) If you have trouble getting started with journaling, consider buying a book to guide you. Simple Abundance, by Sarah Ban Breathnach, is a great one.
so as a starter, here's my one-line-a-day gratitude for today, 22 july 2012!
i'm blessed to have a very patient and understanding boyfriend who never questioned my crazy mood swings.
earlier today at sprockets. jp bought me some comfort food like mashed potato and quesadilla!
P.S. i know this is supposed to be one liner but forgive me for the explaining, this won't happen again unless need be (:
✘o✘o, jas
8.7.12
district 50 is a vintage-themed resto located at J Center. they serve steaks, burgers, fries and other sinfully fried stuff. so if you're planning to binge then this is one of the go- to's!
happiness is being with a high school friend who understands your craziness no matter what. last saturday, i was with eleane catching up while jp is working on some office stuff (:
“When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.” ― Henri J.M. Nouwen, The Road to Daybreak: A Spiritual Journey
a father plays so many roles in one's life. he is a teacher, a friend, a provider, a protecter, a friend, and a dad. i'm not the kind who writes very emotional things about my father Andy because presently i really don't talk to him that often. yes, he is presently in africa and God knows what's he up to there. i mean the last time he talked to me was december 2011.
despite that, i love my dad because for the most important period of my life, my growing up and character forming years, HE WAS THERE. he showed me what compassion is when he forgave me the day he caught me drinking alcohol for the first time. (yeah and then decided to have me transfer to cpac). dad taught me patience when for the nth time, i could not precisely park a car. i value family because to him, it was always a priority. he demonstrated leadership, when he brings home plaques from the office where he worked before. he clearly defined love when i was the sick-est, and he wakes up every single moan of pain, rush to my bedside and prayed earnestly, begging God to let the yayay go away. thanks pop for every little thing you taught me. i love you!
happy father's day papa ♡
and then there is one person whom i consider my 'father-friend' (i got the term from his own son who calls his cousins, cousin-friends). he is my ankoy minic. he is a dad to matt and a soon-to-be-dad to another matt (yeyyy). he played the role which my father wasn't able to do. he was both a friend and dad to me, the coolest at that. i first learned from him was ped-xing was. he explained why roads are not meant to be straight. he drank with me. he talks about how girls should act in front of boys. he defined cheap girls vs high-end girls. he makes me love dogs. he outrightly said that i better be street-smart because life isn't based on books. he calls me heartoi and he welcomes me into their home (together with anty of course) anytime. thank you ankoy for being the coolest uncle, dad, and friend that you are!
heartoi and ankoy
so here's one song which i first learned from my ankoy. this is talks about how a father's love is powerful. hope you guys enjoy!
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY TO ALL AMAZING DADS OUT THERE! X
i finally had the courage to say goodbye to summer ☀..
i will definitely wait for your next return. warm days and sunny blue skies are over. i'm at the balcony listening to some random playlist and scanning my photos for my best summer ever. nostalgic. may the cloudy days and rainy nights be an inspiration to dream those dreams. and make a pact with yourself that when summer is back, those dreams will already be real ♡
thank you to all the people who we consider our summer, our warm cup of tea, and our favorite dose of sunshine-- who makes the cold and rainy season bearable! thank you jp boy!
