The message itself said this:
I was just asked to speak at Rabbi Ploni's good-bye Shabbat tomorrow night. I’d love to have a letter from the president with me. Is this at all possible? If I knew the date earlier, I would have asked. Thanks for considering it, Your friendAfter a bit of back and forth about some details for the content of the letter, I was able to get it written and arrange to have the final version sent to her the next day, when I'd be out of the office. She was grateful and our conversation continued:
My friend: Jane, thank you so much! Enjoy your day off tomorrow.
Me: Thanks. It’s my mom’s yahrzeit…and I’ve got lots of odds and ends to do around the house. Not a great day, but a vacation day, nonetheless.
My friend: I’ll be thinking of you tomorrow. Yahrzeits are a tough, sometimes lonely affair.
Me: Thanks…it’s been a tough few weeks, and I will be glad when the actual day is past…until next year.And then on Monday, how touched I was to receive this message from my friend:
How was the weekend (especially Friday)?
Me: It was surprisingly lovely. I had an unexpected visit from a friend who was in town from Florida for 36 hours and because I was home with not much on the agenda, she and the friend she was traveling with were able to come and hang out for a few hours. Ironically, the last time I saw her was during shiva for my mom when she also was in town for a wedding. Bashert! Thanks for checking in…hope you had a good weekend!
My friend: Jane, I am happy to hear this! What a nice divine wink.I love the idea that God can wink at us...and that God winked at me last week. Thanks, God.
I'll be looking for Your next one, and I hope I catch it when it happens.