DH is very much a live for today person and can't understand my occasional Christmas tears.
We're in our 60s now and have lost so many friends and family members that used to make Christmas so magical.
I miss the huge family Christmases of my childhood with grandparents, parents, aunts, uncle and cousins all singing carols around the piano in my grandparents' "parlour". I miss the Boxing Day walk along the beach with Dad and Granddad.
I miss the Christmases when our DCs were little and still believed in Santa and we were with my parents at their home or ours.
I miss the friends we used to see who sadly died too young.
I will enjoy Christmas and seeing grown DCs and their partners and remaining friends and family but I will always find somewhere quiet to have a few tears of nostalgia on Christmas morning that DH finds hard to understand.