My remaining family, and remember I am 68, is a sister to whom I do not speak, her 4 kids to whom I don't speak (and 3 of them don't speak to their mother), and cousins in Florida. Also I am an extreme introvert, almost to the level of misanthrope, so I don't really mind it at all. My dog is the only creature that hasn't let me down or taken advantage of me over the last 13 years. Christmas is the only day I am down abut being a loner because Christmas is about sharing and giving. I usually spend some time that day driving around handing out lunches I make at home to the homeless that live in the area. I know where most of their spots are. Nothing major. Just a couple of sandwiches and a can of Pepsi. Maybe a banana in there too. Some of those guys are also Veterans and I chat with them some and offer what encouragement I can. That is my sad day. When I see Nepalese refugees living in houses and Veterans living on the street, that pisses me off.
But the other 364 days every year are great! LOL!!!
