Rivky was deep in thought on her way to work. She had real trouble controlling her tears since the conversation with her parents last night. Doesn’t her father realize that learning is so much more than support? It’s what she’s wanted all her life, what all her teachers spoke about, it was what she was created for! To support and encourage her husband who would learn Hashem’s Torah day and night. How could money be an end to her dreams? What happened to bitachon and trusting that Hashem will provide? And Reuven? Reuven would stop her from marrying her bashert? Reuven was the one who had been messing up the family for years now. And now he was the one to mess up the rest of her life? No. Rivky firmly decided. I can be different. Can’t I?
