I had just gone out on my worst shidduch ever. After this disaster, I resigned myself to the fact that I was just not ever going to find my bashert and decided to just live my life without worrying about the whole issue since it was clear that Hashem found me unworthy. Two days later, someone called with an idea for me. This one was my bashert! We have been happily married now for over 20 years, bli ayin hora. The crazy part is that BOTH boys were redt by the same shadchan! You just never know….