This one is personal. I will start by noting how much I love my wife. She loves me just the same. That is privilege. I am privileged.
And yet, we -- my wife and I -- can manage to be unhappy at times. Despite our love for one another, and for the bountiful blessing of five much-loved, healthy, thriving children, we can manage at times to be unhappy. For, after all, there is unhappiness in the world -- and we live in it. We see it.