“I never lost an ounce of sleep over my child” . . . said no Jewish mother ever.

It’s in our blood. We’ll do anything for our child, at the expense of our own comfort, convenience and, of course, sleep. Rachel, wife of Jacob, transmitted this trait to us.

It would have been an honor for Rachel to be buried in the Cave of Machpelah, together with the other forefathers and foremothers. Yet she gave up that privilege and agreed to be buried on the side of the road, because she saw with her prophetic vision that one day, when the Jewish people would be passing her grave on the way to exile, they would want to pray by her gravesite.

She didn’t suffer from martyr syndrome (‘’Do you know what I do for you? Do you think I enjoy standing on my feet for hours cooking food for you?‘’). In fact, Rachel was truly happy to be buried on the side of the road, on the way to the city of Efrat, so she could be of assistance to her precious children.

Thoughtstream: Today, I will sacrifice for my family without acting like a martyr.

(Adapted from El Nishei u’Bnot Yisroel, pg. 84, and Likkutei Sichot, vol. 30, pg. 236.)