My mother finally sold her dilapidated house. She told me this evening. She wanted me to come over and say goodbye to the house. It was for closure she said. I know it was my childhood home but I thought it was silly. I went anyways because It was mother's day.

I didn't think that was going to hurt as bad as it did. There were a lot of memories there. A lot of bad ones, but good ones too. Ones I completely forgot about. They all surfaced and now It feels like I'm letting go of a family member in a way. Like I haven't lived there in years but it still kind of hurts.

My mother needed to move but I'm also worried that this is going to impact her financially to the point where she can't retire. She planned to retire in a year and a half but I don't know if her pension will be enough. She'll now have to pay off a 150k mortgage instead of a 80k. Now isn't the time to buy a house with the prices as they are.