Gilbert eventually explains that with kids it's not about a transient notion of happiness, but transcendent abiding joy. In admitting that our children don't necessarily bring us a daily dose of happiness, he writes: "... Rather than deny that fact, we should celebrate it. Our ability to love beyond all measure those who try our patience and weary our bones is at once our most noble and most human quality."
I wonder if that's part of the prochoice/prolife divide: Do we only love those who center us more in ourselves? Or do we grow our hearts by loving those who pull us out of ourselves?
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