Biggest decision made by a parent to their kids.

My mom just told me she’s selling the house I grew up in, and I’m kinda freaking out. It’s not just the house; it’s like my whole childhood is wrapped up in that place. All the memories of playing in the backyard, holiday dinners, even the weird creaky floorboards. I know it’s just a house, but it feels like a big part of me is tied to it. Anyone else go through something like this? How did you cope?

It’s not like I live there anymore, but knowing I can’t just visit whenever is a bummer. Plus, what about all my stuff still in the attic? I feel like I should be there to go through it, but I’m also kinda scared to face all those old memories. If you’ve been through this, did you take stuff with you or just let it go? Any tips on how to deal with the emotions? I could really use some advice or at least hear your stories.