My family disowned me when I married a black man t…

just a rough patch.” I picked up her list, held it out. They were not a rough patch. They were a choice.

Your choice. every returned card, every ignored voicemail, every photo of your grandchildren that you looked at and sent back. She did not take the list. It hung in the air between us.

If you want to know your grandchildren, really know them. Not continue reading …