I was divorced twice. Not widowed. First one I had to get a job. With previous banking experience, I was able to get a job at Bank of America. I ran the proof machine that processed the bank deposits and balanced the teller's work.
His work kept him continually traveling so I was used to being and taking care of everything on my own anyway. It was just sad to realize we weren't
going to make it together anymore

Second one I was already working so nothing changed. I owned the house, and Amy was the only minor I was responsible for. Divorcing him was a pleasure as he was a womanizer.