As time flies by, my metabolism is nothing like before. I got filled easily and the junk food I used to crave I like no more now. It can just be all in my head or my body is talking for herself. I see it in a fast forward mode in my mom. To make life more complicated, she is diabetic and, a vegetarian. Food has been such a big part of our family gatherings. Without the piggin' out moments, the gathering just feels... incomplete. Glad that she is still able to enjoy coffee with a little froth, no sugar of course. My hubby would make her a little cup and she would sip it like a little girl just won a lollipop after a full marked test without guilt. I think it is the little cue of life -- not to mourn what you can't have but to treasure every little things that you can have now.