My grandmother once told me, “Carlos, make sure you marry for money…because you’re gonna get divorced, and it’s better to be left crying in a Mercedes, then to be left crying in a Volkswagen…either way, they’re gonna leave you…Now go refresh Grandma’s drink.”
Wow, that old drunk always gave horrible advice…
What about you? From my stepmother. You marry him and it won’t last. You’ll never have anything. And several more things I won’t repeat. I’m still married to him. We have a home. We have furniture. We have enough to eat. We have laughter. What more could I ask for?
She was wrong!