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.