“It hurt watching my son decline. It hurt knowing that I had a part in it. The guilt consumed me. I found myself crying often”
I’d like to address this response to “Brokenhearted Mother” in last week’s Matchquest.
Let me start by saying: Been there, done that. It’s over, but not gone. Years ago, I had a son who struggled in school, scholastically and socially. His younger brother, on the other hand, was top of the class, scholastically and socially. My older son started shidduchim, but no bites, no dates, no interest.
Years went by with maybe one date a year, never a second date. We were hurt. My child acted as if all was fine. But I was hurting. I assume he was, too, just covering it up as males are wont to do. His younger brother quickly became of age and some of his friends started dating and getting engaged.
Ouch, but true. We went to ask a rav, who agreed with younger son, gave the older son chizuk and told him that the zechus of his being mevater, will b’ezras Hashem bring his own zivug.
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