We spent the rest of the evening in silence. Both Maggie and I knew we were sharing an awareness that something strange and wonderful was happening in our lives. I wasn’t sure if I could even put it into words but as we walked slowly together through the dark streets of “The Quarter” I felt a deep peace. I felt the love growing between us and I felt our child. She was present, with us somehow. Her spirit was clear and strong and I was beginning to understand that something miraculous was changing our lives. At first I thought it was Layla, but it was bigger than that, much bigger.
As we turned the corner to our apartment I reached down and held Maggie’s hand and said, “Baby, do you feel this, I mean do you feel what I’m feeling? Can you even describe it? I don’t know what to say, it’s hard to put into words.”
“Jimmy, yes I do, I feel Layla with us now. But it’s something else too, like a kind of love and peace I’ve never felt before. At first it kind of scared me but it’s getting so strong now and I see that something really beautiful is happening, and it’s nothing to be afraid of.”