The kallah didn’t like what she was hearing. Not at all
My friend Rabbi Yaakov Kupperwasser shared this story that he heard from the kallah’s brother-in-law.
One winter evening, my wife’s sister Ilana got engaged at the tender age of 21. Everyone in the family was overjoyed — including her 32-year-old brother Avi, who was long past brooding over other people’s simchahs, even though he was still waiting to meet his other half. In short order, we were taking pictures at the vort, and within a few months, we were celebrating at the wedding.
The days following the wedding passed in classic sheva brachos haze. On Friday morning, the phone rang — it was the chassan’s mother, with a very long list of demands for my mother-in-law. By the time she managed to end the conversation and get off the phone, my mother-in-law was so upset she didn’t think she would be capable of saying one word to the chassan’s mother during Shabbos sheva brachos.
“Make sure I’m sitting on the opposite side of the hall,” she muttered to my father-in-law, who got along well with his mechutan and was not happy about this drama.
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