Often, I will carry a letter around in my purse for weeks, until I have an interlude and setting suitable for responding. Rereading the letter, I like to glance back and forth between different sections to be sure I have taken in the details where the pain or joy resides. All of this is part of encompassing the gift that a friend has finally unburdened herself or opened her heart.
With one exception, all of my friends use computers. They also own smartphones. Most have an iPad, an iPod, a GPS, a Kindle or a Nook. They frequently shop on the Internet and use MapQuest. They have a Facebook page and get their news from the Web. Some play Words With Friends. The exception is Larry.