Benedictine nun and healer. Although married for 40 years she still went in for the moldy bread, coarse clothing and piety routine.
She must have been delighted when there was a great Schism in 1413 and her husband was banished, his estate confiscated, her eldest son detained and the house pulled down. Now she had something to pray for.
When it was all restored, her husband was so pleased he gave her permission to found the Oblates Monastery for Nuns.
She could not join herself until her husband died, but very shortly after he was gone she set off barefoot to the monastery with an identification card round her neck to beg admittance.
At last, this was the life! Humiliation, poverty and prayer for the rest of her days. Bliss.