When we decided to move to a bigger house we really struggled to sell our old house due to the decline in the market. In the end we decided to keep hold of the house and let it out. After we went through the process of registering as a landlord, sorting things out with the mortgage company and selecting from our home insurance comparison list, we were all set and ready to go. What I hadn't quite prepared myself for was how I would feel emotionally.
This was our first real home together. The house we left from to get married. The house we first owned pets in. The house we set up for a home birth that never happened. The house I walked the floors of through the night with a screaming baby. The house that my son took his first independent steps in. The house where the kitchen floor was constantly covered in the remnants of JC’s dinner during the weaning phase. The house we laughed in, cried in, screamed in and smiled in. So many memories held within the walls. It felt uncomfortable to let go.
The handing over of keys to the new tenants was a really hard day. As I passed them into their hands, I felt a lump building in my throat as I said “enjoy it”. On my first inspection visit to the property I felt a sense of joy as I walked through the door to find the property had a new feel. There were new memories being made there. No more or less loved than when we lived there but just different. It had and always will have a special place in my heart.
Disclaimer: This is a sponsored post but that does not mean it wasn't fun to read. All thoughts and opinions are my own.
This was our first real home together. The house we left from to get married. The house we first owned pets in. The house we set up for a home birth that never happened. The house I walked the floors of through the night with a screaming baby. The house that my son took his first independent steps in. The house where the kitchen floor was constantly covered in the remnants of JC’s dinner during the weaning phase. The house we laughed in, cried in, screamed in and smiled in. So many memories held within the walls. It felt uncomfortable to let go.
The handing over of keys to the new tenants was a really hard day. As I passed them into their hands, I felt a lump building in my throat as I said “enjoy it”. On my first inspection visit to the property I felt a sense of joy as I walked through the door to find the property had a new feel. There were new memories being made there. No more or less loved than when we lived there but just different. It had and always will have a special place in my heart.
Disclaimer: This is a sponsored post but that does not mean it wasn't fun to read. All thoughts and opinions are my own.
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