Mrs H, just wanted to say how sorry I was about your home. I know so well the heartache, I nearly went over the edge when I "lost" my home of 20 odd years and moved to my "shoebox" I felt like it was the final nail in the coffin and I hated all the people who came to view it. No one seemed "good" enough to buy my house.
Well I was both wrong and right. It was the final nail in the coffin of my old life. I had to downsize considerably and parting with my furniture and treasures was at times more than I could bare.
But it forced me to start living again,the good memories are still with me in my heart, the happy years but the bad have faded and almost gone by not living in the place where they happened. I have slowly made new friends and aquaintances and my neighbours are so lovely and kind.
My children can all stay for a visit (bit of a squeeze but we manage) and I can just afford the bills and alot less maintenance to worry about and no gardeners to employ. I have no land but I can walk to the woods in a minute or two. I still have alot of my original possessions, couldn,t afford all new but they bring me joy in my new home not sadness. I am not saying it will be easy but from my perspective it was just the window I needed to escape from my pain and unhappiness that was surrounding me day& night(I only realized that afterwards) Funny thing is the people who bought my home sent their child to my school and have just had another baby so I am pleased that my family home once again has a family in it. I wish you well and may your new abode bring you a new joy and happiness.
