I’D BEEN LIVING DOWN IN Argentine Patagonia for a little less than a year when I decided to separate from my husband. We had three kids together, ages 9, 7 and 5 at the time, and, long story short, he didn’t handle the separation with much grace.
I was left with not one cent. He moved the kids back to Michigan without asking or even warning me (surprise!), where he then went on to hire an aggressive lawyer and demand 100% physical and legal custody.