As I learned the entire religion was just the revision of a failed prediction that the world was suppose to end in 1914 and later the generation of 1914 was not suppose to see the end of the system of things, I not only didn't care about they have felt about Christmas, I broke the rules and flouted it. I didn't care about gift exchanges at work, I didn't care about saying Merry Christmas back to someone, I didn't care about visiting non-witness family on Christmas day.
I didn't see see the point of worrying about 3rd century Christians choosing the day of the winter solace to celebrate the birth of Christ when I couldn't understand bullshit like the understanding of the overlapping generation 1995.
I sure hope I run into some of the elders this season and wish them a Merry Christmas just in case some wizard has a vision or something. The hearts of the governing body grew three sizes that Christmas eve, it was a Christmas miracle.