One month ago my kind grandmother, Nonie, was put into hospice（临终安养院）. This was as much a (n) 1 as anything, since it 2 her to go home with what she needed, rather than being 3 in the hospital. It wasn't clear whether or not she was all that close to 4 . My mother said it could be a 5 still or it could be any time. My parents 6 I should pick a proper time to visit her in New York.
Three weekends were possible for me to make a 7 in the coming months: October 20th, November 10th, or December 1st. The 8 in October was certainly the least convenient as I was pretty 9, and I'd have to get all the arrangements in order very 10. But I chose it because if I waited just out of11, and Nonie died before I saw her, I'd never 12 myself. It turns out I did the 13 thing. When her driver came to pick her up today around noon, Nonie passed out, and never14 .
My trip was a 15 one, but I got to spend a full day and a half 16 next to her and asking her questions. Some questions got more 17 answers. I wanted to know more about her and my grandpa's love story and how they can stay happily 18 for nearly 70 years, dedicated to each other until the very end.
My grandpa got dementia(痴呆),and he almost19 everything slowly. 20, for years he still remembered Nonie. He died two years ago, and Nonie told me she'd been asking the Lord to take her ever since.
