A strange thing happened to me while watching a television movie on the life of the late NASCAR star Dale Earnhardt; I got choked up remembering a close family member who died at an early age.
For those of you who aren't familar with Earnhardt, his father died when Dale was a young man and this movie portrayed him pretty much living his entire life trying to live up to his father's ideals. Of course he died on the race track having some of the same issues with his own son, now a superstar on the track.
As I watched the movie, a weird realization hit me. I had never grieved the death of my family member. I never accepted that he was dead and gone and never to be seen again. As JWs we believed that the dead were just "asleep" and we would see them "soon" in the new system. As I watched this not-so-well-made-for-TV movie, I got all choked up and realized that I was never going to see this person again. That night I had a dream about that person and now today I'm all bummed out over someone who died over 25 years ago.
So that leads me to question whether JWs ever really grieve the death of loved ones. Experiencing what I experienced this weekend leaves me to think that they can't grieve if they don't accept that they are really dead, never to be seen again.