– Judi Formsbee

It was the Christmas of 2009, and I was without my husband, Rick. He died suddenly of a heart attack in June of that year. We had thirty-eight Christmases together. It was the hardest thing for me to go to church and feel the joy everyone else was feeling. I just didn’t have it. I had no excitement for the holiday.

Rick was always Mr. Christmas. He enjoyed the (more…)