A lot of people don’t like to talk about aging and particularly the way it ends in death. I view aging as an arc, a beautiful rainbow (sometimes double, if I’m lucky), from horizon to horizon, a full arc across the sky, bringing beauty and hope.
We, as a teaching, are pretty liberal and we know “whatsoever you believe is true for you,” i.e. a Christian will go to heaven and a Hindu will continue to be reborn until enlightenment is achieved and then enter Nirvana.