I'm living in a town where only four people know my name. We've only got each other this year.
My mind flashes back to the old days to that old house in the woods.
The fireplace is lit. The Christmas tree is decorated.  The Juno's tail is wagging. Rastus (the sparrow I nurtured back to life) is saying 'Hello' in his little bird cage. Kelly and I are tired, because we stayed up most of the night, looking at the presents.
For our family, it was the most exciting day of the year. 
All of those Christmas's have became fond memories.