Giants 2-Yankees 1!

When I am at home my morning routine starts the same way each day. Daily I wake up,weigh myself, get dressed and head to my desk. I open my computer and check my bank balances and then my emails. I sort my emails the same way ,first dumping spam and advertising nonsense. Next I see what personal emails came through and save them for later in the day when I can be more thoughtful in my response. Finally any business related emails get read and responded to, even if the response is just "let me get back to you in a little while". Doing business globally,by the time my day starts, I am often responding to people who have already finished their work day,are wrapping up their work day or are hours away from starting their work day.Which ever the case may be, I am a firm believer in responding as quickly as possible. To some"silence is golden". To me,it's rude and annoying!
Today was no different. After weighing in and getting dressed I sat down and opened my emails. On Sunday mornings my inbox is typically less full than other days of the week. There are far less advertisements,very few business related emails and usually only a few personal emails. I was thrilled this morning when I saw that I had received an email from a dear friend on the West Coast.Given what I wrote about yesterday, I was sure she was writing to encourage  me to make sure that I continued in my efforts to get to the gym. Living in the Bay Area, she has an active and energetic lifestyle. I often see her on Facebook hiking,boating,and playing tennis. Slim trim and full of life, she looks like the girl I met 44 years ago. I was sure that undoubtedly she was weighing in to offer her support.
I was already dressed to head out to the gym. Susan and the rest of the house were still sleeping. I was excited to see what my friend had written being confident that it would bolster my efforts during my workout. 
I opened the email and lo and behold 3 simple words graced the page:

Giants won! Yeah!

So much for support!
But I can't say enough about friendship.I felt a warm embrace as a smiled appeared on my face.My dear dear friend had reached almost 3000 miles across the country to give me a hug and in doing so boost my energy.It's these little gestures in life that keep us connected. It has been decades since we have seen each other. Estranged for a good many years,we had not reconnected the last time I visited Northern California. My traveling has been cut way back over the last few years and I have not found myself on the West Coast lately.Never the less, we remain in touch.I know at some point I will find myself heading west and when I do, I will make every effort to reroute myself up towards her neck of the woods.
In the meantime,I get emails, Facebook updates and a Christmas card at the holidays.
And I get exited each and every time one of them appears.
Shavua Tov!