I am brought to the point of tears after reading this thread. When I was younger, it was all about friends and family, and memories that I still have in my heart. Every Thanksgiving the house was full of friends and family, and Christmas, and New Years for every year I lived at home. I miss the rest of my family, in that I mean my Father (who passed away almost a decade ago), my Mother who turned 91 this September, my Aunts and Uncles, including the ones that have gone to a better place, I know I will see them again. My older brother is a bully and a racist a-hole, and so are his wife and son, so my marrying a woman of color didn't go over very big I am sure, but he had the good sense to not comment, or I would have hurt him. Five years ago March14, my Wife and I were married, and I got two great daughters out of the deal. Many years ago my wife started a tradition with the girls; new pajamas every year, and that is the one (and only) gift that is opened on Christmas Eve. I moved away from my family in 1983 for a job, and even though the job ended, I never moved back. I had some long-term deep seated issues that by the Grace of God, are long gone that kept me away.
Between 1983 and 2009, I celebrated three family (relationship) Christmas's, and was single the rest of the time, so I have been Bah, Humbug, on Christmas for almost three decades. My Wife and youngest daughter (17) really get jacked up about decorating the tree and the house, and I am just not interested in doing either one. My Wife gives me the stink-eye look, and I get out of chair and help decorate the tree. She says, "I hope you start enjoying Christmas by the time we have grand-kids." Ouch. When it comes to gifts, our list is very small, my Mom sends us each a little money, and we are all extremely grateful and let her know.
My wife has a nice collection of "antique" vinyl, and has had no turntable to play them on, for years, and she has mentioned it, for years, and, you get the point. So, this year I finally bought her a turntable, and she will brag to all of her friends what a nice turntable her wonderful Husband bought for her. She does talk like that, she is pretty wonderful herself. What is point to all of this? In spite of the fact some of your family members may be a-holes (like mine), and Christmas is over commercialized and all about money, and most of the people you really loved are no longer on earth, please don't do like like I did for the last 20 plus years and ruin the Spirit of Christmas for everyone around you; tell them you love them (anyway), and make an excuse to go visit as often as you can.