Rick and I are finally getting over our consumption. We put up his Christmas tree on Saturday and decorated with my ornaments. He hadn't decorated for Christmas for 2 years since his wife had died. He and R(his son) were bringing up the boxes of decorations when I had to go out and run and errand. When I got back he had found mistle toe and held it over my head as soon as I got up the steps. I could tell he had been crying and he told me the first decoration he pulled out was J's stocking. He... Sign in to see full entry.