I was floating on my back, suspended in the crystal clear water of McCarthy Beach State Park. The water temperature was so perfect it was hard to tell where the water ended and the air began.
    I felt completely weightless.
    Above me an eagle soared, riding the thermals above the great pines that lined the shore. Nearby, a loon swam seemingly enjoying the sunset that was turning the sky orange behind me.
    It was a moment of pure relaxation.
    Then my oldest son splashed me in th...
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