I am back to riding Uber because my driver husband and sweet lover (yikes too cheesy) is back in the Philippines. Actually those were his words. Di ba pelikula yan ni Gloria Diaz and Vic Vargas (sumalangit nawa)?.
He messaged me on Viber. Edmund did, not Vic Vargas. I have no more driver daw here in Las Vegas. He is my driver and sweet lover daw. Define lover? And define sweet. When you’re 20 years old, that word is nakakakilig. But when you’re no longer in the calendar, nakakakilabot yan. Oh my this is getting even cheesier. Before this gets out of hand let’s go back to Luis.
Luis is 37 and fairly good looking like most Latinos are. He speaks fluent English and seems to have something between his ears.
He said he doesn’t want to get married because the women in Las Vegas are like men. I didn’t know what that meant till he explained it to me. According to him, it’s not only men who cheat on their wives, but it’s very common nowadays that women are having affairs left and right. And in his opinion, women are even more aggressive than men. Equal rights.
His sister, 35, is happily married with 3 kids.
His other sister, 32, is unhappy. She thinks her husband is having an affair. I asked him if he thinks the same way. Yes he said. He is sure his brother in law is cheating on his sister. He works at night and he always has reasons not to come home as expected. And the phone! He’s always on his phone even when they are already in their bedroom about to sleep. His sister told him her husband’s phone was shattered when it slipped from his hand while he was taking a shower. Really?
He said his friends who were married are so unhappy about their lives and most are divorced while those who are still hanging on are in distress. Only a handful are happily married.
He said four of his friends have wives who are having affairs with many men.
His best friend has a wife and 3 kids. She is 45 and he is 50. After she had liposuction she transformed into this confident and outgoing woman. She was always going out with men. The husband knew but he tried to understand her thinking that she was just probably flaunting her new body and she would eventually got tired of the novelty. But then it became serious, she eloped with another man leaving him and their 3 kids behind. Her husband was so devastated.
Luis’s three other friends are also having similar problems with their respective wives. They like to go out, meet men thru the dating app.
That’s why he doesn’t want to get married. He said Vegas is not the place to find a wife material because women are like men. They are cheating on their boyfriends and husbands. They said it’s equal opportunity.
Luis is afraid to commit. He said what if there’s someone better than the girl he is dating. I told him even if he dates a Miss Universe or Miss USA, there would always be someone better than that person. No one is perfect, I told him he himself is not perfect. He agreed.
Perfection is only a perception. Perfection only comes from your eyes. It’s you who sets the standards, not the other person. If you want someone as gorgeous as Julia Roberts and you think that is perfect then that is fine. However, there are many men with fat wives who walk like ducks and yet they are contented, happy and they think they have perfect lives. Perfection in marriage is not based on one, two or three aspects alone. It’s going to be the two of you who need to work together to have something that is beautiful but not perfect because there can never be a perfect relationship.
Luis said he wants a soulmate.
For the sake of argument, assuming that God was the one who chose your lifelong partner, you still have to work on making sure that you and that person click together and would be happy in your journey through life as a couple and family. That’s not magic. It’s love, hardwork, commitment, and it requires massive amounts of patience and understanding.
There is no such thing as soulmate. Only a mate and then when the person dies, he/she becomes the soul. Luis can’t find the one, because there is no perfect one. It’s his heart who would tell him, this is the one, not the two and the three.
