The following is a guest post submitted by Geoff, who has an interesting story to tell about understanding the Filipina mindset. Check out his story. He has some valuable lessons to share. Many thanks to Geoff for sharing his wisdom. Here's the post:
Well,you're in luck. I'm the guy with all the answers. I first married a filipina in 1983 so I speak from experience and now I'm prepared to share my wealth of knowledge with all my friends out there. Ok, now I'll fess up. I'm only deluding myself (but the fantasy was great wasn't it?)
After being divorced from my filipina after all these years I'm no wiser now then that fateful day in 1983 when I married my filipina gf as a 31-year-old guy. Oh, sure there have been moments along the way when i kidded myself that I understood the thinking of a filipina and woman in general, and I had a unique and deep understanding of the filipino culture.
But now I face the ultimate reality after being married for 14 years and divorced in 1997, and after a total of 16 visits to the beautiful Philippines I understand nothing at all. But I'm now prepared to share my lack of wisdom and a few experiences with all you married guys out there.
After Christine (not her real name, to protect the guilty ) and I were divorced I decided that I'd had enough and admit defeat, I will remain single the rest of my life. No longer do I need to bash my head against a brick wall day after day through frustration.
Now we leap to the year 2010. I am much more mature and much wiser. I now have the patience and the wisdom to understand any situation (hope springs eternal) so i began to chat a beautiful filpina in Mindanao. After Jojo and I chatted for 3 months, I stayed in her modest home at the foot of the mountains 3 hours north of Davao city for 6 weeks.
Jo is a widow (her husband passed away in 2005). Everything seemed perfect. We took the kids shopping: an iPod for Cindy, a bike for Russel, a portable cd player for Sandy. Everything was so perfect. Jojo loves me. The kids love me.
The next few months I sent five balikbayan boxes. "Oh, thank you a million times, honey" everyone chanted. Last June 2011 I returned to Mindanao (this will be bliss: I will watch Russel riding his bike, Cindy will be in her own world listening to her iPod , Sandy with his cd player. I (we) will be so happy.
Reality bites, and he was about to bite my butt. Hugs, kisses all around.
- "Welcome home, honey, the kids are excited to see you, as I am."
- "Hi, Cindy, how many songs do you have on your iPod?"
- "Oh, sorry Uncle. It was lost long before."
- "Oh, Sandy, how's the cd player, man?"
- "Sorry, Uncle, it's broken."
- "Hey, darling, so now you are collecting scrap metal?."
- "No, honey, that's the bike of Russel. Do not wori that is only material things, walang problema, honey."
Ok , now to share my profound knowledge and wisdom with you guys .As you have made a pretty woman your wife and you want to be happy the rest of your life, don't ask me. After all these years, I have no understanding of woman and filipino reasoning at all.