CHABAD.ORG A Mother’s Tears Rachel weeps for her children By Simon Jacobson

Editor’s Note: The 11th of the month of Cheshvan is the date of the passing of our matriarch Rachel, lovingly referred to as Mama Rachel . . . Dear Rabbi, . . . I am one of those unfortunate souls who never had a nurturing mother. I often stroll in the park just to watch a mother adoringly walk her young child, holding her hand, with endless love and care. Oh, how I long so for such love—for the love that only a mother can give. I know, I know and have been told countless times to grow up and begin to accept that life is not fair; “learn to love yourself,” I have been told. I have heard it all. G‑d knows the hours I have spent with therapists, gurus, soothsayers and healers—some better than others. But I still seek that motherly love. Call me a coward, call me immature. I want to be adored. Is it too much to ask for? Please tell me something—anything—that can soothe my weary soul.