If I had to pick just one endeavor in life, it would be SCUBA diving. I started out in the pool as a little boy putting pockets of air under the rungs of the ladder and seeing how long I could stay down. I have never forgotten the feelings of freedom, peace and belonging I felt at the bottom of that pool. I don’t think I could ever explain it to anyone, but I know there are people out there who understand what I am talking about. Fortunately for me, I think Shelly has that feeling to a fair extent. It’s funny how well we dive together. There is a huge level of trust between us when we are underwater that makes our relationship special. There is also a strange telepathic understanding of each others thoughts underwater. I can tell when she’s getting cold before she signals me, and she can tell when I am focused on getting a shot and will just hang out until I’m done. Shelly also has an excellent eye for spotting the critters. Sometimes it seems like I spend more time swimming back over to her as she points out something that I went right past.