The way I sleep.
The way I relax.
The way I cook.
The way I work.
Of the three generations of women, I adored the youngest and despised the oldest. The youngest loved me more in return.
I am aware of the inherent worth-- and worthlessness-- of what I do. That's why I place her above me.
These missives of love and hate are part of one package. It's not for you to cherry pick the preponderance of energy that you prefer
Love the totality or leave it, slag.