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Connecting the Queens Jewish Community Dear Goldy: I went out a few times with a girl. The next thing I know, the shadchan calls and told me...
I have always said that I’m here to be a friend when you need one or an ear to vent to. Someone has taken me up on my offer and needs a little pep talk, a little positivity push to actually do what she wants to do. I’m here for my readers in any way they need me.
Dear Goldy:
I am looking to marry someone who will sit and learn for at least the first two or three years after we marry. If he wants more time, that can be discussed, but the first two years are really important to me. I use shadchanim that only redt shidduchim to girls like me and bachurim who want to learn after marriage.
Another unbelievable letter:
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Dear Goldy:
Dear Goldy:
I need your advice, or at least your words of wisdom. I’m 23 and have been dating since I got back from seminary. Now I’m dating someone who seems to be everything I want. But there are some parts about him that are…problematic. He’s 33 and divorced with a child. He shares custody of his daughter with his ex.
Dear Goldy,
I am writing for my son. He had a horrible trick played on him. He had been going with a girl and then he comes to find out that one of the dates he had was with her identical twin sister! The twin sister went out with my son - not the original twin he had been dating.
I was the type of child and teenager that wanted to please everyone: teachers, friends, my friends’ parents, my parents, etc. It was ingrained in me to be a people pleaser. So, you can imagine the shock I felt as I got older and realized that nobody can please everyone all the time, and you’d be lucky to please some of the people some of the time. If I got into an argument with anyone, I would apologize first and make sure, “We’re okay, right?” But as the decades have come and gone, I am more accepting of that saying. Sometimes, depending on the situation, I don’t care if my actions or words anger/annoy/frustrate someone. I’m too tired or fed up to care if everyone likes me. I’d love to be Sally Fields, but I’m not. I’m me, and the only person who has to love and like me is me (and my family).
