“Good tidings to you…”
I think that part of the song means “Good news, Jesus was born.”
But people flip it, and turn it into “Good news, look at all of our happy family business!”
They send you a family newsletter.
I know some people who get really bent out of shape about yearly family newsletters, but I actually like them. We get several every year from friends and extended family, and I always enjoy reading them.
I don’t write them, but I like them.
Some people do both.
Personally, I send the standard-non-specific-super-secular holiday cards, and I enjoy every one I get in return, most especially the ones I receive before my own are mailed.
I write in mine, specific to the recipient.
I guess for me, it’s the time of year that my thoughts turn to those I care for, and often miss. Sometimes I feel a twinge of guilt while I write my cards, because I should have called: I should have written. But then, I suppose they could have called or written as well, and their holiday card is a token of their fondness for me, too.
I do love the festivity of this time of year. All love and warmth and togetherness.