Prenuptial Agreement… Yay or Nay?

Prenuptial Agreement… Yay or Nay?
I say Yay… and I say that with a grimace.  I don’t condone any predisposed inklings of “what-ifs” in a relationship, such as “what if it doesn’t work out?” or “well, if it doesn’t work out, we’ll just get a divorce”  No, not at all, because I don’t believe in divorce, never did and never will (except for the extreme conditions of horrible abuse or some such drastic situations such as that.  But those are exceptions to the rule and not what I’m discussing here, so please, no bashing)  With that said, I do believe in prenuptuals.  Why?  Well, I’ll tell you.  My dearly beloved hubby, my angel, my true love of all time, or so I thought, didn’t believe in divorce either.  Until he asked for one.  Then one day, he decided he’d fallen out of love and all of a sudden, he believed in divorce and he left me.  My world came crashing down around my ears and no matter what I tried, there was no saving the marriage.  So, we got divorced.  A prenup would have made things a bit easier. 

I’m now married again and I have even more “stuff” this time around, such as a home, children, furniture, assets, etc. and so does the new hubby.  So, although I just know that we will never get divorced, just to be on the safe side and for everyone’s sanity, we signed a prenuptial agreement.  Did I worry about asking him?  Yes.  Did he balk when I asked him?  Nope, not one bit.  Why?  Because, even though he just knows that we’ll be married forever, for everyone’s sanity, he wanted the prenup just as much as I did.  He’d been through divorces before and didn’t want to have that nightmare again either.

No matter how much someone feels like they are “The One” you just never know.  And sorry to say, you won’t know until the two of you are holding hands while one of you is on your death bed.  At that point, you can finally say, for sure, that the two of you made it all the way without either of you giving up.

So, unless you just really don’t care about anything you worked hard for and if you couldn’t care less about keeping the house, the dog, the cat, the kids, the car, the bed, the couch, the tv, or the shirt on your back, I suggest a prenuptial agreement… but that’s just me.