Dear Liza,
I don’t know if you know it, but some other people read these letters I write to you. One of my oldest friends read my letter about being sad yesterday, and she wrote me!
Her name is Ruth Inman and we met in high school, a whole long time ago. We were in choir together and had lots of fun singing and being silly together. Then life got complicated and she moved away, and we lost touch. Many years later, we found each other and Grandpa Nelson and I stopped to see her in Illinois on our very first trip to Europe.
Then a whole bunch of years went by again and we found each other on Facebook! She is still in Illinois, and she is an artist, like Auntie Bridgett! We have so much in common, sewing and loving art and finding our footing as grandmas and self-quarantined people.
Her words of encouragement helped pull me out of feeling sad, and I got up and did some things… filing old bank statements, making chili, going for a walk (yes, I wore my mask). And sure enough, I felt better.
It’s sure nice to have friends out there in the world.
Love, Grandma Judy
Dear Liza 
Awww… You are so sweet. And I feel so fortunate to have found you not once but twice after losing touch. I don’t want to lose touch again! I can’t believe you remembered choir! I clearly forgot that and it brought a big smile to my face. I’m so glad to be able to pull you out of your funk. You’re too much of a cheery person to let the funk get you down. What the funk! I wish I could come and visit and see some of the things you talked about seeing. Maybe when this is all over I will! Yes. I will. Love ya Jude. Xoxo
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Just glad to have you back!
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