I should have married my (Jamaican/English) fiancee back in the 1980s, but I didn't, and she was killed in an accident before I could.
So, that took me up to getting on for 40, loving life, clubbing every night of the week, etc.
Met the ex (Filipina) in Manila... 'pen-pal', though she wasn't actually the original pen-pal, but somebody I met in a coffee bar.
Married for lust and pity... being honest.
The marriage went well, on the whole. Problem again was lust. Mine, which distracted me (though I was actually faithful throughout our marriage) and fuelled feelings of disatisfaction sometimes, which must have affected our relationship in a negative way.
Then there was her cheating. The truth and extent of that, I'll never know, but I can't tolerate it at all, ever.
I had some great years with her, and we have a wonderful son.
My second (current marriage), well, so far so good.
I was looking for a sweet, natural girl from the province, but bright, and experienced in changing adult diapers.
