Last week I was bobbing around the Pacific Ocean in the most perfect azure waters you can imagine. There were no waves, just perfect swells in the ocean that passed under me and carried me gently from one perfect spot to another. When I looked out to the side I caught sight of my husband and son, sun dappled and happy, laughing as they played some game they had just made up. If I cared to look down into the crystal clear sea I would have spotted turtles swimming beneath me. A more perfect scene you could not imagine.