I too find myself in the nostalgic mood sometimes.
I remember going out in service with my anointed grandmother and she just wowed me at the doors, even at a young age. I remember stopping at a certain bakery for break whenever we had territory out in the country. I remember this old lady screaming at my mother and I at the door.
I find myself looking around at everyone that I love and it hurts me deeply that they are getting old and will die. Most of my family did not go to college or save up for the future. There was no need to, right? I guess I was lucky because I did both.
My nostalgia quickly turns to anger and resentment. Somebody has got to pay for the untold number of lives that this "religion", as well as others like it, has ruined.