There’s nobody to give me presents anymore. I don’t have a family left to celebrate the holiday with, no friends either. I barely decorate.
But there’s still one thing from my childhood I still try to honor and that’s having a stocking of candy. If not, small gifts.
We do the fun parts taken from Yule (trees/greenery/lights) and Saturnalia (feasting). I think at this point it’s more a celebration of managing to make it through another year than anything else.