I guess I felt when he was with me, even though we were not intimate and I wasn't making any promises to remarry, he stayed sober, kept his job, and loved his kids. He was healing, but I wasn't screwing him. One woman comes along and pays attention to him, and he gets all smitten because not one other woman did after our divorce. Most women are not keen on dating alcoholics with shitty jobs and no real homes. This woman knew him back when he and I got married, and they are both into the Bible. He was a big shot then in our ministry, and she worships him. He is not that man anymore, though. It's funny, considering his fucked up life. He's not listening to God much, is he? And the fact she had no idea he was drinking when he got DUI #4. I had known for a month by then just running into him at the drugstore! I won't consider the 36 years with him were wasted but it's hard not to think that way. I've cut my time down to 68 years old with no prospects for a decent date or a spouse. He gave her his wedding ring from me as an engagement ring 😆😆I would draw the line there if I were her, but she's been divorced for 17 years and seems desperate. I can't imagine he readily accepts her ministry of converting Muslims in our area to Christianity. Either way, he stabbed me in the back royally, and that took me by total shock and surprise, and now it's hard to trust any man.