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As an only child of divorced parents, I didn’t grow up with many traditions, and Christmas became a time of peak anxiety. So four years ago, during lockdown, I celebrated Christmas with my dad by exchanging gifts and bringing dozens of magazines, glue sticks and paper. I triumphantly decided to create my own tradition, which would be to make a vision bo…