I have many an exmormon in my family, but I still love them to death. It does get rather uncomfortable because when we get together, they tend to congregate and philosophize about how they’re sure there is no God. It makes me sad, especially when a death in the family happens and I know they truly believe they will never see that person again. Most of my uncles and my aunts are now exmormon along with quite a few of my cousins. It’s so sad to me. I still hold out hope that they’ll change their minds someday and make their way back to the church like my uncle did.