"I know I have to bring her to meet my parents, but I also know what’s going to happen. My mother’s going to find all kinds of things wrong with her!”
Shani Leiman with Zivia Reischer
When Ari called me, I was impressed. It’s hard for people to ask for help, probably more so for guys.
But Ari was desperate.
“I need a dating coach,” he said.
Ari was 24, not “that old,” and he seemed to have everything going for him: great guy, great family, wanted to learn for a while, looking for a good Bais Yaakov girl. True, he’d been dating for three years already, but that wasn’t so unusual.
“How can I help?” I asked.
“I’m going out with this girl,” he started. “Her name is Tehila. She’s great.”
“Amazing!” I said.
“We went out eight times,” he said. “I really like her. She’s smart, she has a great sense of humor, she’s really nice, we just get each other, you know?”
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