yup
know exactly what you are going through
dad got sick and passed away, I was 18
lived there with mom and sis for a year then sis moved out
2 more years and mom built a house with new BF out of town
mom wasnt ready to sell so I just "rented" as she wanted to be fair to sis and not give a freebie
finally mom agreed to sell
I bought, thought I would never leave
got married, had baby, reno'd the whole basement which took 1.5 years and during that time spent not much time with wife and baby. started to see how much more work the house would need for upkeep, 30yrs old.
started thinking about more of a newer place in a better area that I wont have to fix up and always be working on.
so my "loyalties" to the house started changing a bit as I wanted a home that would facilitate more free time and be more about cutting grass and house cleaning, than changing windows and replacing lawn.
once you decide to move on , until the day actaully arrives it seems to get easier and easier as you have come to terms with the change. but dont get me wrong, walking out that door for the last time, leaving the home that my mom and dad created for us, was the very very hard.
Kinda felt like I was letting my family down a bit, but mom and sis knew it was time to move on.
still drive by once in a while.
its a rental now and lots of the other neighbors have left too.
everything changes.