It was always fun hanging out with Maggie and we’d had a lot of fun together over the years, but I can’t remember having felt this close to her and this much in love with her. I think it was the pregnancy and how vulnerable she was and we were. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced before and not being in control was at the core of it. Both being a dad and being a husband was teaching me to trust and let go in ways I’d never even considered. I don’t think anyone knows how to trust and let go, but sooner or later life brings us exactly what we need to teach us how.

Getting out of the tub was another act of trust and letting go, as it was no easy feat to extract us both. But we managed to do it without a mishap and after we dried off we started getting ready for bed.

“Baby, will you hand me the hair dryer?”

“Sure, hon,” I said.

Wrapping a towel around my waist, I decided candles might be a nice touch in the bedroom tonight, so I went to the kitchen to grab an old plate and then went to the cabinet where we kept a bunch of votive candles.