Sad that I will never step foot in my old home?

[Turnyp]

DP and I have recently moved out of our first adult home. We made it our own through painting and buying furniture and making it lovely.

It was far too small and stressing us out as no space. So we moved to a far bigger place in a more convenient location, but no where near as pretty.

I’ve suddenly got really sad that I will never step foot inside that house again. I know that’s silly but it feels so strange.

It’s normal, it’s just nostalgia. I missed my old house so much that when it went back on the market some years later, I was tempted to buy it back even though I hated the area and would never want to live there again! Sometimes if I’m passing through I’ll take a little detour to drive past it. It’s sometimes hard to let go of the things we love.

I felt this way for a long time when we left our first home. It’s where we brought our babies home to and it was an extremely pretty victorian terrace on a gorgeous road. It was, however, tiny so we had to move and I missed that house for years.

Our new home is much bigger, in a more affluent, family friendly location but its soulless and will never have the charm of the first house.

It’s a kind of nostalgia but I also miss the beauty of the first home.

This is normal. I love my own house - I mean loved it and if I could have relocated it 300 miles I would - I love it. Hated the location though and even if I go back I can’t go back to look at it!

That's life, time moves on and our requirements change. Doesn't mean you can't feel sad (which is entirely natural) but the only way to avoid those feelings is to stay put and for many of us that just isn't practical.

Lived in my previous house for 31yrs (bought just before I met my OH) and felt a little sad when we moved out but also excited about the move.
Sold my late parents house (the family home) after they had lived there for 65yrs+, I was actually very sad about that but short of living in it myself (not practical), there was nothing else to do. Still hurt though.

We sold our house that we'd lived in for 25 years and brought up our children. It was a terrible wrench, but it was necessary for us to move somewhere that suited us better.
Time helps, it's been two years and I love our new house and it is in an incredibly a beautiful place and suits us so well.
Still had a bit of a sob last time I walked past. It gets easier.

I bought my first home when I was single, and sold it as a married woman with children. We moved somewhere completely different.

Some 15y later I was randomly browsing Rightmove (no reason, I just enjoy looking at properties in areas I've visited or lived near) and I came across a flat in the same block. Oooo, nosy curiosity 😃 Suddenly I twigged - it was my old flat! Emptied out and redecorated, but it still had the wooden Ikea blinds I had put up in the smallest windows, the same mismatched bathroom suite, and the battered old light on the balcony that had been there when I bought the place and that I had never got around to replacing.

That was a trip down memory lane. I showed the listing to dh and the dc. The dc had some memories of the flat, and were intrigued by how their memories were so different to the reality (clue: they were very little, so everything seemed massive to them then). Triggered us getting out old photo albums and matching up memories to the listing pictures.

A lovely afternoon of reminiscences.

I have looked on zoopla sold prices at the old listing photos of my childhood home.

It surreal as it looks so different (and SO much smaller than I remember) yet like PP said it still somehow has some of my childhood furniture and decor that we left behind in it (and its been sold twice in the last 20 years lol).

I don’t think it’s silly. I still miss my childhood home and always dream about it. Not even a particularly happy time living there but it’s still ‘home’. It’s been bought by the girl who my ex boyfriend cheated on me with (over 20 years ago, we were teenagers). That’s a very strange feeling.

When I had to sell my deceased parents house I found it very upsetting . It had been my childhood home and in the family for over 50 years .
I went around the house feeling the walls and sitting on the back door step as I had with my mum or Dad when I was a small child .
That house held so many memories .

I’ll be moving out of what was my childhood home and then where I brought up my kids after inheriting it.
I know I will be sad to leave but I am pleased that a lovely family are buying it and they are going to do it up to a standard that I couldn’t afford. I’m also going to a house that I really like, so am looking forward to having enough spare cash to do it up how I want it.

Id love to come back here in a few years and see what they’ve done.

Me too - DD2 was born in the front room 😭