I have cousins that are my age that I barely know thanks to the JW's. They all grew up in Seattle, and were the only part of the family that weren't witnesses. My aunt (their mother) passed away 4 years ago and I had reconnected by then, and had seen her many times at my home, and really got to know what a special person she was, and I have gotten together with my cousins when they are in town. She was always my father's favorite sister, and he never cut her off, and often drove her to Oregon for Thanksgiving with her kids. He didn't care what anyone said either. She was so funny and always had us in stitches with her sharp wit.
Now, when one of my girl cousins comes to town, we talk on the phone for hours, and when there has been a family situation (like an emergency, or illness) they all rally around me. When my father had his stroke a year ago, I was on the phone with one cousin. She practically beat me to the hospital and her sister wasn't far behind. One of their brothers came after work and stayed with me until the doctor told us it was okay to leave.
They all understand what happened with the religion, and hold no grudges. We all wish we could get back those years we missed, but we can't, so we just go forward.