My mom's brother and a great aunt both died in 1998, both from different types of cancer. Both were very religious and very good people.

The day my aunt died, my mother and cousin and his wife were in the room with my aunt. She woke up and said "oh look at all the beautiful people in here!", and like I said there were only 3 visible people in the room. Later she asked to sit in a chair and died singing hymns.

My uncle went through all the chemo treatments and never once threw up or even got sick. When Hospice was called, they checked him into the hospital. The nurses had to ask my mother questions as he wasn't married. The nurse asked what meds he was on for pain and when my mother replied nothing she couldn't believe it. Right before he died my mom said he opened his eyes and was laughing saying " it's soo beautiful!"

There is a Heaven and hell in my humble opinion.