Many years ago, my husband and I moved to Hawaii. We lived in the small beachside community of Lanikai on the windward side of Oahu, away from the buzz and high energy of Honolulu. Our home was a guesthouse to a larger house that overlooked the beach. When I talk about our time in Hawaii, I frequently tell people about the pristine weather; it was 80 degrees and sunny almost every day with a gentle trade wind to keep things comfortable. While the weather in Hawaii is truly the most incredible I’ve ever experienced, what I remember most are the sounds. Even now, I can close my eyes and hear the trade winds gently rattling the palm fronds in the trees overhead. And when I want to sleep, I think about the sound of the waves rolling up and back on the beach. While we couldn’t see the beach from …