A letter from March 21st, 2020

Dear Amelia, so the Coronavirus is full force right now. I'm outta school and so is the rest of the state, and probably the rest of the world more or less. I'm stressed out of my gosh darn mind! Everything sucks at work for mom since the old folks are so darn susceptible. Dad is working from home and enjoys complaining about it. I can't blame him though, this is the pits. I feel sick to my stomach with anxiety pretty much constantly and this whole situation is surreal. If I believed in god I would be praying 24-7. Get on it Mormons! We can't so see grandma and grandpa which is one of the hardest parts. How is grandma handling the isolation, how much does grandpa understand? I should text them and let them know I'm thinking about them tomorrow. I wish I could say it face to face to face though. I really hope things are looking up by the time you read this, but who knows, it could be full purge out there. Mom and I want to make a billboard about how much Hussain sucks, but that's beside the point. Good luck 2021 Amelia, Gooding freaking luck. Love, 2020 Amelia