My teary eyes are so thankful for your words! Hopefully, an obsession with perfection doesn't prevent the new family in this house from living a real, messy life. Balancing through motherhood in my stilettos My mum always had grand plans of building a thatch style “farm” house, so to begin with, they put up a pre fabricated house, as a temporary start. I don’t know how to gather the strength to do this. It is a black & white graphic that shows the various stages of grief. Thank you, Kelli! Saying Goodbye To My Childhood Home. I never had a home again until I bought my own. Hopefully they aren’t too keen on keeping that shiplap pristine white. It was so saddening to feel afraid of bug contamination everytime I left the house that week having to strip my clothing to be washed before entering my friends home. to clear all my belongings out — !!! I will treasure all the memories and I’ll blow you a kiss when I drive by and I’ll always love you~ XO. I had no idea it would sale so quickly! After well over 3 decades we have said goodbye to my childhood home. And when the moving truck pulls away, it will be time to say so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, and goodbye forever to a place that was so much more than four walls and a roof. I know it was just a building but it was my world and nothing will ever take its place. My husband and I completely gutted it and remodeled it over the yrs. It’s ashes to ashes and dust to dust…my life now seems more precious as a result. It’s still breaking. How sad to lose both parents and such a sentimental home place in under 8 months. We (my husband and I) bought this place 28 years ago for a song. Sadly, they are gone and their home was torn down. Very much like Lisa, I was so sad to leave our last home. It truly feels like another death and I’m already mourning the loss. The memories created there took on more profound meaning than ever before after my Dad was diagnosed with cancer in 2010. What a beautiful way to put down in words the feelings that so many of us have experienced. “Home,” at least as far as we’d come to recognize it, no longer exists. From the time I was four until eighteen, I lived in the same house. Sending warm wishes to all going through a home transition…it’s so awful! “Saying goodbye forever to a childhood home points out the innate sweet sadness of the transitory nature of life,” he says. I could deal with my grief and depression without the additional stress of an unfamiliar house. I didn’t really have a house that I grew up in (we moved ALOT). I became complacent, trusted my whole life to the city and home without a single image of potential foresight. I am now almost 60 years old and am still reeling from the things taken from me. I love this house and the life that’s been lead here, the love the hopes, laughter, tears, triumphs and disappointments. There could be confusion with needing to "belong" somewhere and the answer to that is to learn to feel comfortable with oneself, and learn to change and grow. Hopefully they will remember. 2. I just ache so much for what was. That was our protection from the world. They are certainly different points of views! I was so distraught from getting kicked out of my last home, so it was very comforting to be living in the house I grew up in. The scratch-off scrapbook is filled with 50 adventures to do together. As the years passed I often fantasized of winning the lottery and buying it back. This 4th of July weekend, my family is throwing a going away party for my parents. Required fields are marked *. I’ve only been out of it for a couple of weeks, and I wish I could return. Home Our mother passed away in 2006, and my Dad had been renting the home out for the last several years, while he lives with his wife about an hour away, and my sister and I also live about an hour away.