I have fond memories of 3 beautiful friendships I cultivated while a JW (yes only 3- the rest wouldn't give my poor white trash butt the time of day in such a snobby congregation). Anyways, I grieved for a long time for those friendships, and the memories I have of them are precious.
Interestingly enough, I got one of um back not to long ago, hopefully to be never lost again. With her, I am able to relive some of the happier moments during those years, but inevitably we both end up crying for what was lost, and the love we both lost because of that religions' beliefs.