Neighbor Logan (13) and I were in the living room when we heard a loud noise. He looked quickly and said it was the back door slamming. I didn’t think about it again until after he went home. What a funny sight to see the balloon in a strangle hold! It was in the wrong place when a draft caught the door. The cause was good weather – warm enough that I had left the back door open. Lise gave me the balloon for Easter, and I’m glad it wasn’t damaged. It seems appropriate that one of the hymns in the service today was Lift High the Cross. This cross was able to float again.