Why do you hate uncle G?

I'm learning this new skill, as i am trying to cultivate with my clients -- this ability to show up and tell the truth. 
So when my little girl asks me why i hate the neighbor 10 doors down, instead of resorting to the usual sarcastic, angry, sardonic remark -- i thought i'd check in and see if i could tell the truth.
And when i did i was really surprised to find the goodness and love in my heart.
" i don't hate uncle G Nally, i think he is a really nice guy"
" I do too"  So much for trying to brainwash my daughter.
" But you know how in school, there are two kids that get always get into trouble when they sit together? And apart, they are pretty nice kids but together they make bad decisions ? "
" Yah "
" It's like that here"
" They just can't sit together."
And when i could express it in the words of a nine year old, i surprised myself at the goodness i felt towards this man. This neighbor whom i've targeted all the rage i should have towards a husband who would hang out with him till 3am in the morning drinking. i was able to own his goodness, his humanity, and own the fact that it's my husband who can't make good decisions. Not him, and that it's not that he's bad.
He's just bad for us.
And for a moment, it was appropriately sad.