Emotional eating is and has always been my downfall.  These past two weeks are no exception.  Last week I lost nothing, this week one pound.  We have enjoyed beautiful and sweet experiences with my Mother as she is mostly in her hospital bed in what we call the "middle" room.  So many tender feelings right now.  We gathered round her bed on Thursday (My Dad and 5 sisters) and sang an old family favorite, "Down by the Riverside".  Her toe was tapping rhythm to the beat and she had the most pleasant expression on her face.  I have watched her eating habits change to liquids and small pieces of fruit, from her beloved chocolate, and macaroni and tomatoes.  It's interesting all the memories we have involving food, and I will continue making memories with my family.  In fact, I plan to enjoy all my favorites (hopefully in moderation) as long as I live!  So as we celebrate Brody's birthday today, I will enjoy every bite of cake, and say Mmmmmm!
p.s.  What month do we finish this?