this fabulous 42 yr old, fun, smart, dear wife and mother of 2 teenage boys. She was incredibly close to her older sister, they were best friends, and naturally the whole large family is devastated. Even her sons' basketball coach stood up to speak of her and sobbed uncontrollably about how dear a person she was, especially dying so young.
So I've been extra angry at my family, at all our JW families. They think they'll live forever and that how they treat us today doesn't matter, that the years they've spent shunning some here don't matter. They don't know what love is, Forrest Gump knew what love is, but JWs do not. This gal and her husband and 2 boys had their last picture together taken several weeks ago, knowing it would be their last all together and a large print was displayed at the service and used on the memorial 'flyer', it is an incredibly beautiful and haunting pic, they're looking at her so lovingly and as if they're saying 'so long'.
What I'm getting at is: We matter to one another though. I'm grateful for this site and for the people (real or imagined) here. Love the one you're with, that's all, because who knows what tomorrow may bring! My husband just said to me that our real friends and loved ones want our happiness, they are the ones that matter most.