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Jill Biden reveals she sent private note to Melania Trump after she broke major First Lady tradition

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Jill Biden wrote a personal note to Melania Trump as she prepares to return to the White House for her second term as First Lady.

After last November’s election, Donald Trump won a second term as President of the United States and is set to be inaugurated on January 20 as the 47th president.

Before Trump officially takes office, Jill Biden reached out to Melania Trump with an invitation for a traditional White House tea, a custom followed by First Ladies during presidential transitions. However, Melania reportedly declined the invitation.

In an interview with the Washington Post, Jill shared that Melania had chosen not to attend the tea she had extended to her. Since this event is a longstanding tradition between incoming and outgoing First Ladies, Melania’s decision led Jill to send her a note to “check in on her.”

Jill Biden will be attending Donald Trump’s inauguration on 20 January (Anna Moneymaker/Getty Images)

Jill shared that she congratulated Melania and offered her assistance, but didn’t get an immediate response. The two First Ladies finally crossed paths at Jimmy Carter’s state funeral on January 9, where Jill mentioned that Melania expressed her thanks “during pleasantries.”

Reflecting on her return to the White House for a second term, Melania suggested that her initial transition as First Lady was less than ideal, as “information was withheld” from her and her husband.

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