Ok...so you guys wanna hear a ridiculously tragic, sad and empowering story.. Here goes. I'm 58 (woman), met my first husband at the age of 15 and married him 6 years later. Helped put him through school. We were married 6 years with no children. We were too busy chasing the american ie; money, travel, homes. Met my second husband 3 weeks after my divorce. Oh, forgot to mention I've never really dated (two blind ones). My second marriage produced 3 wonderful children. During our 32 years together we traveled throughout the country in full time Christian ministry, I homeschooled our children and supported him totally while his dream was being fulfilled in ministry and mine was being fulfilled as a fulltime supportive wife and at home mom. Eight years ago we started our church on the back porch of our home and eventually the congregation grew to have it's own building. Here comes the sad and tragic part. Last November my husband said he wanted to separate stating irreconcilable differences, (differences in ministry focus), him church and me children and grandchildren. Thought it would be ok to spend my later years as a grandma and slow down a bit. So guess what...courts ruled NO SPOUSAL MAINTENANCE...Because I didn't go after the churches assets and after my husband deducted his housing allowance, poor poor fellow wouldn't have much coming in. So now after 30 years of marriage, supporting him in ministry, working part time outside the home, teaching, preaching, counseling and doing all the secretarial work in the church, I have nothing. I'm having to move in with my children, look for fulltime work at 58 in this economy and acquire medical insurance through the state . Oh, and there is no retirement. By the way, he is still pastoring. So, here is the empowering part. I WILL MAKE IT....ON MY OWN...WITH GODS HELP. Never again will a man define me...Shame on me.