"Yeah, me, too. Two plus two equals four. I love you, you love me. Same thing – its like it just can't be any other way". She was as shocked and awed by what we'd just gone through as I was – and just as clearly, she felt as I did: that our love for each other was so much greater and more powerful than anything else that nothing could have much of an impact on it. Still, it was kind of scary – for both of us.

I reached over and gave her hand a soft squeeze, then continued to hold it as the two of us got our energy and wits back. But while that was happening, I was more aware of her – and somehow knew that she was experiencing the same thing about me.

Finally, though, both of us felt the need to get cleaned up and go to bed, since we still had to get up and go to work the next morning. It wasn't until afterwards that I realized we must have been experiencing a little bit of the Oneness we'd had – without speaking, both of us managed to sit, then stand. Again, without a word between us, I let Kelly head for our bathroom so she could clean up a little while I changed the sheets on our bed before we showered together. After I got into the shower with her, neither one of us had to say anything as we helped each other clean up, as we usually did. Even afterwards, back in bed, I was unusually aware of the feeling of her body next to mine as we spooned in bed – and knew that she was as sensitive to my presence. But the knowing we shared made it okay. I don't think either one of us had any trouble dropping off to sleep.

The following week, Kelly was a little late getting to the office, just as she'd warned me. When she came in, I asked her how it had gone, and she told me that she still needed to think about it a little before she could talk to me. I was surprised, but accepted it since I knew that she would let me know what was going on when she was ready.

It wasn't until later that night, after the kids had gone to be, that I found out what was up.