I’m hugely privileged to have rented our current home for 20yrs, and while it’s had its faults and leaks, mould too. It’s been home, I’ve seen my children grow up and move out of this nest. And grandchildren to come round and play in the same areas as their mum’s. It’s been a true home.

But it’s all coming to an end, we’ve been told he is selling and we have to move out, we have 18months notice, not sure if that’s better or worse?  Sometimes I compartmentalize things, but this has rocked me to my core. Once the sheer shock had subsided, the emotions really started up. The enormity of it all, we are seriously going to have to sell a lot of things to move, skip a lot too, and try to take as little as possible. A nightmare for people like us who are attached to our things.

So this is a new journey for this 48yr old, learning to de-attach emotionally from things, whittle it all down, while trying to find disability suitable accommodation to move too.

I’ve started to ring around housing association and councils, we’ve set up a vinted account to get some stuff listed to sell. And arranged some skip dates too, and charity drop offs. So while it’s been a huge shock, caused a lot of tears, I’m now coming to terms with it, and trying to see the positive to it all.