For my family, it was just a day of rest. We used to go to church and whatnot back in the day, but as time passed, our lives got more complicated, and we ultimately abandoned the practice, except on major Christian holidays and for major life events, like baptisms, weddings, and funerals. So I guess the fact that it was Sunday played heavily on my parents’ minds that afternoon, because they actually allowed me to rest freely. The “little nap” I wanted to take after my snack turned out to be a six-hour snooze fest, and the sun was already a little low in the sky by the time I sat up in bed. As soon as I sat up, I noticed my tablet. It was still sitting on my nightstand from the night before, and I decided to do part of what I’d told my parents I was going to do—catch up on my social networking and e-mail. I logged in to my various accounts, and, as usual, there really wasn’t anything interesting waiting for me.
