I always imagined it to be freedom from the fear of dying or losing loved ones in death (eventually, anway). I looked forward to the ressurections, I imagined them to be in reverse of funerals, everyone connected to the one coming back, awaiting their return together. One big happy celebration. Always made me cry to think of all the families reunited. I was hoping to attend as many as possible.
No more financial worries. Lots of rewarding work to do... blah, blah....
And yeah, the growing young and perfect .... So guess, they took away my "Fountain of Youth" too...
Cas