I booked a family trip for November just yesterday. We had planned to wait until next year. Our last trip was November 2014. All the tragedy of the last week, coupled with the fact that my wife, 49, suffered an unexpected heart attack back in December, led her to a change of heart. She told me, "Life is short, and so unpredictable. We don't live forever. Let's go to Disney World."
I, being the resident Mickeyhead, jumped all over that. So, we're taking our teenage daughters out of school for a week and living the life we have.
I read these boards almost daily, and find myself agreeing with most of the negative posts. I am well aware of WDW's shortcomings, the way that the Magic isn't what it used to be, the unbridled greed, the shoddy maintenance and upkeep, the smell of the monorails, etc. But now that I know we're going "home" 5 short months from now, every day of planning and dreaming is like Christmas morning to a 4 year old.
It's still my favorite place to be. I can't justify it, and I don't care to. I love Walt Disney World.