Well, I guess I can't be shocked but it's been a while since I've been to a JW service. I honestly felt like I was sitting through an Amway sales pitch with my grandmother's name inserted every once in a while. It's not personal at all. Most of the time spent was talking about their religion. But it's what my grandmother wanted, I guess. I am just sorry that no one got to stand up and relate personal stories about a wonderful woman who touched so many lives. Coming from an awkward speaker had little effect. It's shameful to do what they do. They know there's a "captive" audience and yet they just can't help themselves.
I held my wisdom wanga (a spiritual doll that grants you wisdom and strength) throughout and it calmed me down. And I had the support of my best friend in the world, Lisa; a true sister to me and my little sister.
I am glad it's finally over but I don't think I ever want to step foot in another KH ever. It is so depressing. It's like a ghastly decorated underground bunker.