I loved my little tree decorated with white lights and red trimmings. But this year, it is all sitting in a storage unit in Wisconsin. Our travel plans won't allow us to be at our place for Christmas and I'm on the road, so I really won't be able to get a tree into our New York apartment. My fiancé doesn't seem to be very upset by it, so I'm led to believe it's a girl thing?

In any case, I am disappointed. I love trimming the tree and going through the decorations. I particularly enjoy those ornaments made by me or my brother. Even though the felt is a little worn and the colors are faded, the memories always warm my heart and make me smile.

It seems that the holidays are becoming more and more different each year instead of more and more the same. I guess I'm a sucker for tradition, so it's a real challenge for me to find that feeling of excitement that I had when I was a kid. Perhaps when I have my own children, that feeling will return or even finding new traditions may help. Any suggestions from the FWW readers?