Our last conversation was him yelling at me because I "loved the gays". Translation, I pointed out that nobody chooses their sexuality. Anyway. I've been shunned since DAing last September, and really for a year or so after visiting my DF'ed brother.
So I get a call this morning from mom that he's in hospice, and one last chance to see him. I made sure that he actually wanted to see me. Anyway, we went and it was nice. My mom told me it would go however I wanted. She ran off other JWs and may have lost a friend over it, just so we could see him. The conversations went well, and I said goodbye and that I loved him for the first time I can remember. Everyone should die with dignity.
Anyway, the real point of this is to point out how absurd shunning is, something I pointed out to my mom. So we can come today, and whenever we want until he passes, and hang out and laugh, and even have hospic workers comment on the love on the room, but once he dies we're effectively dead too. How insanely freaking stupid is that. I made sure to point out that it was hard to get called in from shunning to pitch relief in the bottom of the 9th. It's crazy how they turn relationships on and off at will.