I'd be fucking disappointed if i die and don't get to meet those who passed away during my lifetime. What's the point of dying if you can't catch up later with your loved as well as not-so-loved ones? Those whom you shed tears for and kept alive in your uncertain memory. Who knows? Anything can happen after one's demise. And what if there is a quota system in place where you're allowed to meet just one person? If that would be so, then i'd choose my maternal grandma. Goes without reasoning. However, if i end up in hell, it has to be our good ol' cat that once licked the wheals on my back.