Ten major retail chains are shifting their holiday messaging this year, bringing back the traditional greeting “Merry Christmas” after years of relying on the more neutral “Happy Holidays.” This isn’t just a seasonal slogan change—it’s a deliberate move that reflects what these companies believe their customers want: a return to familiarity and tradition during the busiest shopping season of the year.
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