I always thought that the eternal life was one that was the period of your earthly existence when you were most happy. I always saw pictures of my parents when they were children and younger adults and they seemed so happy-go-lucky. I hope that their eternal lives are those children or those young, happy people. Not the old, pained and broken down version that has seen too much of the worst the world has to offer.
I remember seeing pictures of my mother when she was younger and had just gotten married during the time of WW 2. She is now 88 years of age, just turn 88 a week ago today and has been dealing with both age and health issues. I look forward to the day when I go home myself and I see her as a young woman again.