Tomorrow the kids will be in school while their paternal grandfather (whom they have never met) becomes a US citizen.

After decades in this country, he’s becoming a citizen and then packing up and moving (along with his wife) back to his birth place.

Unlike their grandfather, their grandmother does have an interest in knowing her grandchildren. And because my children do spend time with her this news makes me sad. Sad to know that part of their family will be far, far, far away soon. Soon meaning – probably less than a year away. Far meaning – an over 16 hour flight with a layover or two depending on the airline.

I wanted the kids to grow up equally close to my family and their father’s family. Although their paternal grandfather had absolutely no interest in a relationship with them for the past six years, I was hoping one day that would change. I truly was.

Now with a 16 hour flight between them; it doesn’t look like that will happen. And I’m so very disappointed. Disappointed that the color of my skin is the excuse this man has given for not spending time with his grandchildren. Disappointed that he would rather be an ass then get to know three sweet children.