I can feel your grief and loss. Something that you hold so precious, that remind you of parents and grandparents, of times of joy together, the mystery of that special night of the Saviour coming to the world. So precious. Tied to family members who have gone before us, who have loved us and we have loved. This tradition is crumbling before you, as is family life as it once was. Families are now so broken when they were the fiber that held society together. Like a dish cast down, only pieces to look at and to give sadness.
All I can suggest is that you can enter more deeply into the Holy Family, who welcomed the Saviour of the world in the little humble stable in Bethlehem. Rather than being able to return home to their awaiting families (you can imagine the excitement!) they had to leave with the little they had on them to escape to Egypt in the middle of the night. The darkness of the night, with haste to leave, knowing that when they did not return, their families would wonder what had happened to them when soldiers came to slaughter. What an awful night that must of been, full of tears, to keep the Baby safe from murderers. If you can unite your grief and loss to this mystery, God will take that and change hearts today. It’s something you can place at the manger that has cost you something and it will purchase graces for others today.
May the peace of that holy night settle in your heart in a new way, in silence and quiet and stillness. Being alone with the Infant in the dark hours of Christmas eve can be a comfort and consolation. The poverty and humility of the stable can bring an aloneness and an intimacy, that will be yours in a new way that wouldn’t happen if you were surrounded by people, especially those who think little of religion or their Saviour.
God is with us! What a privilege to understand this!