My Mum told me after Little Red was born, “you love those whom you serve.” We serve our children most, was her implication, and I was probably nursing Little Red at the time.
As I watch Little Red play with Earl Bird, kiss him, hold his hand, and offer his nose for a buffet, I marvel at his tenderness and complete lack of malice. He truly loves his little brother. There’s no “I love him because I serve him” or even “I love him because he loves me.” With Little Red, he simply, purely, loves, with no condition.
I, on the other hand, have a lot to learn.