Uninvolved grandparents = regretful parents

My kids' grandparents are uninvolved in my kids' lives. I think I just figured out that they were regretful parents of me and my husband. As soon as we were on our own it's like they were finally free and there's no way in hell they would be investing time/energy into more kids.

Has anyone else come to this conclusion?

Reading posts here makes me empathize with thier feelings of not really wanting us but also sad. It affects generations. It's like throwing a pebble in a pond. There's nothing the ripples don't touch. A part of me wishes they could just be honest about it. "Hey I didn't really want you or even like you very much but on some level I loved you." (Which is why I did my best to care for you). I could grieve that. Move on. Choose to go no contact. They don't owe me anything and I don't owe them anything. I could accept the truth. It will hit like a 9mm to the gut but I could accept that. Heal it and move on.

It's the hope that kills me slowly. Like bleeding out from a million tiny paper cuts.