Sweet to Sour

My widow friend made an astute observation last night. I was writing her because the pain was becoming just too much and I was just needing to talk and trying to think of ways to alleviate it.

She was suggesting comfort foods, but I told her how I still had little appetite and food just didn't appeal to me. Like chocolate, which i used to love- and people keep bringing me- I have no desire for it.

She asked if there was anything at all I craved or felt like and I told her for some reason I was craving lemonade a lot.

From sweet to tart- that's interesting - she said.