When my ABD Bailey died earlier this summer, we knew for about a week beforehand that she could go at any time. It was incredibley difficult for me to know, and I cried every day, but had we not known that, my parents wouldn't have made it a point to bring her along when they came to visit me and I never would have had a chance to see her one more time before she died. For me, that weekend she got to visit us was invaluable, and I'm glad we knew about her condition. It didn't make the death any easier, but it did afford us opportunities we otherwise would have taken for granted.