Whenever I cross the Cape Coral Bridge connecting Ft. Myers to Cape Coral I’m reminded that I live in paradise. I look out across the beautiful blue water scattered with boats. Above me, billowy clouds drift across a bright sky.  The view reminds me to breathe, to see the beauty that surrounds me. I remember when I first moved here from Los Angeles. Everyone told me to avoid the bridge during rush hour; I’d have to sit and wait for fifteen minutes. I laughed. Cape Coral traffic had nothing on L.A. Who wouldn’t want to sit and stare at the Caloosahatchee especially during sunset?