Holidays have changed over the years. I've always loved to cook and decorate and go the whole distance to be sure everyone gets exactly what they were asking for.
Now, due to splits in the family, I don't see my parents or brothers and sisters, but continue to have a dinner for my kids and their children. It gets harder each year to get them all together, but I tell them, you know when dinner is each year- just do the best you can to be here.
The evenings I usually crash on the couch and watch mindless TV to keep my mind off the idiots I am related to. I only ever get a call from one sister who delights in calling me earlier and earlier to see if she can actually be awake before me on the holiday. It does set the day of sort of a happy tone, as she is the only one I get along with anymore. But by the end of the evening sadness sets in and I usually get a few tears shed over my brother's passing away and the idiots he has left me behind with.
Overall, holidays are good enough as is, it doesn't take much to keep me happy.