Death is an end to the physical life, no matter what religion you hold dear. Sharing that moment, with the person as they pass, is something that is special and yet hits hard in the heart. My mother in law passed tonight, after a battle with breast cancer. We were there with her, and it was one of the hardest nights of my life. One I would not care to repeat, and yet I am glad I was there. I know I am not as regular to this board, as I used to be. But there is one bit of advice I hope any former Witnesses will listen too, from a person who has matured a long ways past the anger and hatred of the religion.
That advice being ...
When you sit among Witness in times of complete emotion and love for what has happened in death and they say things about the religion, like mentioning their hope in the resurrection or anything else. It is not a time to argue, it is a time to hug and love and just take all those thoughts in your mind of how this is not real and right and shut the hell up. Love last, religion does not, and know when to love and not argue. For love is what we all need and even more so when someone special passes.
Thanks and may you all remember that life is too short to spend it angry.