So I spent a pandemic Christmas, that is all on my own, and it turned out well.
I was tempted to basically ignore it and then decided that I would make the effort to actually celebrate the season.
I made a point of watching my favourite Christmas movies:
Christmas in Connecticut
The Bishops Wife (with Loretta Young, Cary Grant, David Niven)
It's a Wonderful Life
The Alistair Sim version of A Christmas Carol (1951)
The Family Stone
and my first choice: The Holly and the Ivy (1952). (I don't know why this wonderful film isn't more famous).
I listened to Christmas music, I put up decorations and I made the effort to cook a full Christmas dinner even though it was just for me. I looked at photos of Christmases past. On Christmas day I contacted friends to wish them well.
And it was a lovely time and now I don't feel like I missed out on anything at all by being alone.
