Everything changes.  I know that.  My extended childhood family celebrated with an overwhelming calender of Polish traditions.  (See the poem at the end of this post: https://www.kalilily.net/2019/12/24/its-just-another-christmas-eve/)

I don’t really even celebrate “Christmas”.  I”m more of a Solstice honorer these days.

But it is Christmas, and I am going to send my estrranged brother an email and wish him the best.

The last time I tried to do that for his birthday, it didn’t turn out well.  Wish me luck.