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.
Celebrating on the 24th. It’s not even a long historical tradition in my own family or local culture, we adopted it after my grandparents celebrated a few Christmases with a Central European immigrant family in the neighborhood who start celebrating at midday 24th December and realized it enabled those of us who were married/etc to celebrate the next day with our other families. It’s much more relaxing like that, I’ve heard my friends complain after trying to fit in a breakfast, lunch and dinner at three different Christmas parties in one day to avoid offending anyone.