This is one of the things that saddens me greatly. Those of us who were raised as Witnesses missed out on all the magic associated with being a child experiencing a holiday. We will never know the great anticipation of Santa Claus, the wonder of having the Tooth Fairy visit us in the night, the excitement of hunting for Easter eggs, dressing up to Trick or Treat, etc. I celebrate all the holidays now, and like a poster just commented in another thread I too am like a big kid about it. But I'm sure it's not the same as seeing it through the eyes of a child. And that is something we will never be able to recapture. This saddens me greatly.
(For those of you with children I'm sure it's rewarding for you to watch your own children have these experiences? Do you find that you go overboard with your kids to compensate for what you missed out on?)
I didn't put a Christmas tree the whole time I was single after I faded. But after I got married and we bought our first house we put up a tree. I stood back and let my husband decorate it because I simply didn't know how, having had no experience in this area. I could hardly go to bed the first night it was up. I just sat on the floor in front of it and was mesmirized. It was so beautiful. So then he decided to put lights on the house. Every day he would call me at work and say "I'm going to Walmart for more lights". I'd think he was crazy but every day I would get home and the house would look even more like a winter wonderland. It was so magical. So ever since then I've been hooked. A couple years ago I started putting up two trees because one JUST. WASN'T. ENOUGH!!!