Estranged elderly relatives

Yeah, the “Greatest Generation” folk in my extended family are the wisest, strongest, smartest, bestest in any way out of all the other family members. Never mind their failures, foibles, inaccurate knowledge, weaknesses, even outright hatreds. You RESPECT them! :rolleyes:
The rolleyes are for my family, btw, not anyone in this thread.

1- are they bad people, apart from being racist?
2- are they going to be racist towards your daughter?
3- is a series of superficial visits worse than them dying away still estranged?

if you can answer no to all three, then, you should see them. granted, it’s a tough situation to be in.

That’s my point: you’re engaging in your half of the correspondence at a level that isn’t too superficial. They’re not going to do the same, but knowing you’ve done the right thing, and met them more than halfway, should help with the guilt.

You don’t feel guilty because they are superficial, do you? How on earth could you do anything about that? You can’t make them be someone other than who they are.

I agree completely with this, especially if the grandparents live long enough, and your daughter gets old enough, to interact and challenge them on their beliefs.

Lifes too short

My final reason for cutting all ties with my parents was the potential consequences of that kind of “fake” relationship. I want better for my girls. I want them to know that if anything goes wrong in their lives, they can turn to anyone we have a relationship with, friends or family.

Seriously, my parents were the king and queen of brushing things under the rug. I would get invitations like “why don’t you guys come for a lovely thanksgiving, and let’s not talk about your sibling’s (recent) suicide attempt for the weekend”. We were expected to pretend to be a happy family all weekend. There was never any discussion of anything that didn’t fit the life they wanted.

My parents were not outwardly racist but did not really approve of interracial marriage. Once the grandkids started showing up mixed races all that foolishness just melted away. My dad was looking for future sports heros and my mom was looking for future priests and nuns. That little stuff is not always as powerful as we think.