I am reading a book called "My husband is gay" by Carol Grever, and here is what it says:
"A woman shared with some friends that she felt like less of a woman, since she found out her husband was gay. Her friend's husband said "I think maybe you are looking at this the wrong way. From where I am sitting, you must be a HELL of a woman to keep a gay man straight for 20 years."
I cannot stop smiling. Because I am one HELL of a woman, mate.