I had some great times in the JWs with all the people I knew. Sometimes... just sometimes something will happen and an old pleasant JW memory will be jogged and it can make me a bit sad. I wonder how those people are doing and I would like to see them again. Of course, I can't do that without them running away screaming "Flee from the Evil Apostate" so that pretty well brings me back from any pleasant reminiscing or lingering sadness. LOL.
As far as difficult paths in life, it seems everybody I know has had some hard difficulty or been touched by tragedy. It's a damn shame we had to go through the experience we did, or that anybody has to pass through it. My brother-in-law is a great guy who immigrated from Lebanon. He had to flee his home a couple of times because of war when he was young, and I'm sure he would choose the JW experience over being hunted by the Syrian Army which was seeking to kill him when he was a teenager.