We had a quiet weekend. We enjoyed fireworks at church with friends. I joked with one of my mentors whom I have named, "Pastor Nana." It was nearly 110 degrees with humidity on Saturday and I proclaimed "I am not going to hell. It is hot." Pastor Nana laughed and replied, "I know that's right." By the time the fireworks show began, it cooled off enough where it was comfortable outside.
NyCee and Tyler sat quietly on my lap and watched the show.
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