I try to, what with everything I can, but a major player that was part of Christmases in the past is the tradition of being able to celebrate with my family members. The problem is that the ability to do that now is hanging by a thread.
On Christmas Eve every year, the tradition is that in the morning my direct family would share our gifts to each other (for my brothers and my childhood this was Santa gifts). We'd then go out to breakfast with my mother's family (grandparents, uncle and aunt and their kids) and then meet back in the evening to exchange gifts with them. Once I was able buy gifts for others, it became more cheerful to me because I liked seeing their reactions. Unfortunately, when my grandfather died in 2018, it became less so. We don't meet with my uncle family for breakfast anymore (which is even hard to find a good place that's not crazy busy), and while we still meet at their place, we don't exchange gifts anymore. In spite of that, I did manage to create a new tradition with them by playing party games such as Balderdash, Cards Against Humanity, and Taboo; those have created some great memories.
Christmas Day has always been the time we'd meet up my grandmother, step-grandfather, aunt & uncle and their kids on my dad's side. We would leave for my grandparents house in Benton Harbor in the morning and then the grand-kids would all open presents to them. After that, we would have breakfast served there, then while we didn't have to I would like to see what the parents all got as well. I mentioned before that I would also buy everyone else gifts when I got to, and my oldest cousin I would also create a new tradition by watching Todd in the Shadows videos together (we'd actually would do that anytime we meet, though Christmas seems to be the only time now). Unfortunately, while both grandparents are still alive, it's been hard for them to keep the tradition going. My grandmother has had several operation on her leg and is not as mobile as she once was before, requiring my aunt to move in with her as support. My step-grandfather is even worse; in 2019 he suffered two strokes and is now residing in a nursing home, still fully conscious but unable to fully move or speak. Because of these events, we now only have breakfast at my dad's apartment before eventually meeting there by the afternoon.
I've mentioned to my mother how I don't want these traditions to die, but every time she says the same thing: that time is coming to a close. The only way I can really start to make new Christmas memories with families is to start my own family, but as a single man in his 30s that seems more and more unlikely.