Sometimes it feels as though your entire future hinges on an upcoming verdict that will change everything.4 stories of women left hanging in the balance
Everything about this trip seemed like the wrong thing.
But my son Hershy was 26 years old, putting him around seven years behind his peers who had all left yeshivah, gotten married, and established families with four or five kids. His friends had celebrated births and upsherins, first days at cheder and school. And still Hershy waited. The suggestions weren’t even a trickle, the beshows so rare he was even scared to tell his siblings about them.
And then this suggestion from… Belgium. Antwerp? I couldn’t even place it on a map, let alone name anyone there.
I said no.
My husband checked with someone who knew someone who knew the girl’s side. It sounded great. The shadchan was insistent. And still I said no.
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