We're on our way to visit the family tonight (they're a five-hour flight away, it's a good way to live.) I love my grandparents, and they're not JWs, and they hate all this rubbish and I am only going over there to spend time with them, as we don't really know how much they have left. Since I was there a year ago there has been no progress with my JW parents - they're still depressed and disappointed in me, and I know they always will be. There's no way to cure their depression unless they lost their delusion that they're not going to grow old and die, and that's a very precious delusion for them so I'm letting it be.
At the most I want a civil relationship with them, at the least I want for them to not be able to whitewash the situation to the non-JW family such as my darling grands, and poison my relationship with them. I want my grands to leave this life thinking that we're going to be able to sort out all that silliness, so I'm going to hopefully be able to arrange a few dates with the folks with the grands there too, so that they behave themselves. I'm going to try to find some common ground with the folks, and just keep it light.
Mum actually invited us to stay with them, but that's only so that she could tell people that she'd invited us to stay and we'd turned them down. If we'd called her bluff she'd have lost what little JW privileges she has left, and she knows it, and knows I know it, but at least she got to score that little point hey.
So here we go, I'm going to note all the crazy mean things they say and quote them on it - wish me luck!