To feel sad about the loss of my childhood home?

[AngryFeet]

Feeling sad today. I know it is time to move on and my parents needed to sell their house but today a new family move into my family home of 32 years and I feel very tearful. We moved there when I was 3 and it has been a wonderful home with so so many amazing memories. I even lived there with my own family for a few years as my own parents moved down to the coast 8 years ago.

My little brother was born there, I met my very best friend in the world in the garden the first day we moved in (she was our neighbour for 16 years), so many parties and happy times and I will never go inside it again. Never sit on the terrace with the views of fields and London in the distance.

I really didn't expect to feel this upset. I kept telling people it was no big deal and "it is just bricks and mortar" all the important things in that house (my family and friends) are still all in my life. Why does it suddenly feel like I have lost something huge?

I miss my room a lot...I was allowed to decorate exactly how I wanted it at about 14...it was an awesome room, I had a pink furry wall

YANBU OP. My Dad sold our family home a year ago now. He and my Mum bought the land and had it built 35 years ago and we moved there when I was 9. After my Mum died 7 years ago, my Dad moved elsewhere but kept the family home not knowing what to do. He then decided to sell it as he is properly settled where he moved to and the upkeep on the mostly empty family home was too expensive.

So he sold it to a couple in their 20s who seem to have had family help to buy it. I overheard the parents of one of them talking about an "oppressive tree" in the garden (that my Dad landscaped and planted from total scratch) - obviously that tree was going to bite the dust as well as I don't know what else. The fact that my Mum was ill and eventually died of cancer while living there makes it all the more poignant because the sale of the house was partly due to her death. So there was not only the sale of the home but also the going through all the stuff which had sat there untouched when my Dad moved out.

Anyway, I know this a story common to many people, but yes it does hurt.
Luckily the house is abroad (where we grew up) so there is no chance that I see it. My Dad saw it recently however and told us that the new owners had painted it white, and I couldn't believe how upset I felt . To me that will always be our house, and I can't quite believe that it is no longer accessible to us.