"Care, and daven, for those you know who are still waiting. They yearn for these blessings more than you can ever know"
I read the article about the single young woman who simultaneously bears the challenge of singlehood and childlessness with deep pain and understanding. I know that feeling all too well. In my mid-twenties, all I wanted was a husband. But as I reach the end of this decade, the yearning for children has grown painfully, and I keenly feel the absence of both.
As singles, we feel intense pressure to smile, appear happy and sociable, and act naturally when surrounded by younger siblings and friends with their husbands and families. Most of the time, it’s an act, as inside ourselves we feel our incompleteness like a deep, constant wound.
With Pesach approaching, our fragility is all but intensified; at a time focused on families, we’re so vulnerable, our differences and our lack thrown into sharp relief. I wonder if you’ll see the brittleness in our smiles, our eyes that are a bit too bright, our absences from the table that last a minute too long, and the pain and tears simmering so close to the surface.
Care, and daven, for those you know who are still waiting. They yearn for these blessings more than you can ever know.
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