I’ve had mixed experiences with moving homes. When I had to sell my family home where I had raised my 3 children, it broke my heart. My 2nd husband had moved in with us, was allegedly a builder and just bodged everything that he touched, half finished “projects everywhere” etc The flat I then bought alone was truly just mine and I took such pleasure decorating, buying new furniture and making it a beautiful, calm oasis. So it was a fresh start for me and I loved it. The flat was in a large Victorian house, and I had the attic flat, full of character and tiled fireplaces. Then my 3 adult children, 2 had been coming back and forth and the other one gave me my 1st beautiful grandchild, so I needed to upsize ! So I sold up and bought a 3 storey trendy townhouse with harbour views so that I had room for everyone and a family home again. Years down the line I’ve sold that house to my DD to release my equity so that I can travel and follow my dreams. She rents that house out and lives in a big country house with her DH and son, and I’m living in their granny annexe so am hands on to help, as they travel with work. I feel I have the best of both worlds here, we each respect each other’s space and privacy, but DD insists we eat together every night. So apart from my 1st move under duress and hardship, all my other moves have been positive experiences, a fresh start and a new chapter. I love de-cluttering and choosing new decor to suit different styles of homes too. I’ve never put off moving because it’s difficult, but I have waited to ensure the time and reasons are right for me. Of course life changes and in the future I may have to think of moving again, but the future will take care of itself. Son no:2 often jokes that if my DD kicks me out he’ll build a granny annexe for me .... so how lucky am I ?