Statistically speaking, after getting divorced for a second time, you have a 24% higher chance of getting divorced for a third time, if you remarry again. Rather than dealing with that statistic or all the other stigmas that go along with a second divorce, I headed to Mexico for a six month siesta from life. Mexican life was grand: the waves were good, the beer and tequila were cheap, and my hometown San Diego was only 90 minutes north.
What’s funny about Mexico, is that when you decide to stay there for an extended period of time, your friends and family embrace a growing concern for your well-being and safety. As was the case with my friend, who insisted I go to a Halloween party in San Diego instead of being in Mexico for the weekend. He even went to a costume store, purchased costumes, and agreed to pick up the bar tab. Senores y Senoras, that all worked out in my favor.
Liberty and I had two first dates. We had a date at 12:00p.m. and a second first date at 7:00p.m. She was late to the first date, but I made sure she could not be late to the second date by meeting at her house. Her house was decorated, inviting, warm... total opposite of my house. (My house was cleaner, but that is a different topic altogether).
We discussed all the reasons why marriages fail–we insisted neither of us were ever getting married again (joke’s on us!)–and I questioned her recreational drug use. (Great news, Liberty does not use drugs!). She thought that was a crazy question, but I had just finished owning bars and spending five years in the service industry left me nothing short of jaded. In my opinion, [at the time] everyone was doing drugs, everyone was an alcoholic, and everyone was awful.
It only took me two first dates to realize that Liberty is the exception. Liberty is the most honest, genuine, caring, nice person you will ever meet. People like Liberty, and not just because she’s beautiful or smart, people genuinely like her because she is one of those, albeit rare, REALLY good people.
Liberty also carries around magical fairy dust. She sprinkles it on contentious situations or difficult people and voila!
When it came time to discuss work, I admitted to being “on vacation”. She admitted to being overwhelmed. Upon further discussion, it turns out Liberty has more than fairy dust: she is intelligent, business-minded, and driven. She started a women’s fitness franchise (Liberty Fitness) at the ripe old age of 19, she is a respected leader in the women’s fitness industry, and she’s a legend in franchising (she’ll always be a legend to me). It turns out Liberty has done the majority of her work in the franchise industry, which I had misconceptions about due to a lack of exposure, until she used her fairy dust and had me operating, then owning, a franchise.
Back then, Liberty was working like a mad-woman. Today she works with passion like no other, maintains an impressive track-record, and while doing everything, continues to advise, encourage, and empower women all while being compassionate. She does all of that after being an amazing wife and mom. Liberty is the strongest woman I know.
As an entrepreneur, most of my relationships failed because I was always taking risks, making changes, and doing what was seemingly unthinkable. Liberty was doing the same thing and she was ready to do it together. Soulmate. Sign here. Sold.
Our lives melded together in what felt like an instant, but was probably the union of two people’s journeys finally crossing the right paths.
Today, I no longer live in Mexico. I am happier than ever, living a life I only thought existed in modern fairy tales. We travel together, we run together, we work together. Our lives represent togetherness, and everyday they get better. Though I am certain Mexican lifestyle is still grand, there’s nothing quite as grand as living with my soulmate and beating every statistic...ever. Being privy to fairy dust is pretty special too.