It's silly but seeing what I still consider as my house all banged up sent me into an emotional tailspin. It's a material object and insurance should restore it good as new, but it still holds so many memories for me.
Signing with a builder to have it built was my first real adult act and for 17 years it hosted friends and family gatherings.
So now we start a new unfamiliar journey. Navigating the insurance adjuster and finding contractors to get it restored. It will then be time to put it onto the market again and hopefully hand it off to a new family that can build their own memories there.