I'm not a fan of the holidays, to be hones. I'm stuck with my family, and I never have (and probably never will) felt particularly close with them. I'd much rather see friends, but I really can't during the holidays even when I can escape my family, because they're with theirs. I don't have any religious attachment to the holidays, so they don't have that going for them either.
I like the holidays. But I think the only reason why I do is that I've managed to block out all the pointless hoopla that accompanies it. Hating something is such a waste of emotion, so why bother with it. Most of the stress that people associate with the holidays means nothing to me. I'm indifferent towards shopping, I don't do presents, I don't go to crowded shopping centres or when I absolutely have to, I choose a time when they are less crowded. And I carry my own tunes with me all the time, so I don't even notice the music.
I associate the holidays with warmth, positive emotions and family, so I eagerly await them every year.
Ditto. (although I do give gifts)
"...On and on and on and on he strode, far out over the sands, singing wildly to the sea, crying to greet the advent of the life that had cried to him." - James Joyce