I had a good food day, but it's been an emotional day for me. Just as I was about to go to the doctor this morning for a yearly check up with my pulmonologist, I called my sister in law to ask her how her how her husband was. He wasn't doing so well. My BIL is fading fast now with his liver and kidneys now in failure and water building up in his abdomen. My SIL decided to bring him home from the hospital and get hospice care to help her care for him in these last days,and I do believe we are in funeral watch mode now as our next phone call won't be a happy one. The past few months have been hard for my SIL's family as they have had several deaths in their side of the family. I myself have faced the death of someone I loved this spring. So, in my grief, I have learned that going through a diet during these times. In years past I would have opened up the pantry or frig and started to look through it in search for some food. I would think about some food that sounded good, good comfort food that would make me feel better. Today food never came to my mind, only sadness. My comfort came in prayer and the knowledge that my BIL was not experiencing great pain. Today, I learned I could grieve without food