My husband's grandfather (his mother's father) is coming into town to say his goodbyes because he has been diagnosed with advanced prostate cancer, and has about 3-6 months to live. My husband has not seen him since he was 4, so he remembers very little. His grandfather left his grandmother many years ago, alone with 7 kids. She had no real skills because she never held a job outside the home, plus when she was a teenager, polio took most of the use of her left arm, so she's somewhat disabled in that way, but she managed. Being disabled with 7 kids, the youngest being 2, he just up and left her for another woman. She managed, and was able to keep a roof over their heads and food in their tummies. She is a VERY strong woman. Fast forward to now. He has not made any attempt to contact my husband, and has not acknowledged our wedding, and the birth of our son, Nathan. Now that he has only a few months to live, he all of a sudden wants to meet me and my son. I want nothing to do with a man who left a wife with 7 kids and no means of income, as well as no contact when Tim and I got married, or when Nathan was born. Tim says we should go, just out of respect, because it IS is grandfather, and this will be the last time he sees him. I told him someone who does what he did to his family, deserves no respect and in my opinion, though it may sound harsh to many, is reaping what he sowed. My mother-in-law sent him a picture of Nathan, but that's about it. If the divorce was a mutual one, and he didn't just up and leave, i maybe would have different feelings. I don't want to go also because how awkward would it be to meet a dying family member, that you have never met, nor heard anything from ever in the time you and your spouse/SO have been together? I feel that my feelings are too negative to make the visit even a pleasant one. Really, I think that my husband should just bring our son, and I will stay home, just because I have a hard time holding my toungue when I dislike a person that much, that I can't even look them in the face. BUT...my husband wants me to go too. What would any of you do?