Some light candles.  Some light up Zillow.  Everyone says goodbye to a home differently.

For some, it’s a quick wave in the rearview mirror. For others, it’s a full-on farewell tour, complete with tears, toast, and one last peek inside that closet where nothing ever fit right.

Over the years, I’ve seen just about every version:

The Crier
They stand in the kitchen holding their coffee mug like it’s an emotional support animal. Every corner has a memory — and they remember all of them. The burnt toast, the birthday banners, the late-night talks at the counter. They don’t need tissues. They need a towel.

The Storyteller
Before they hand over the keys, they want to tell you who painted the ceiling, who planted the tree out front, and which floorboard creaks because their toddler used to leap off the couch in superhero gear. The stories come pouring out, and honestly? I love every one of them.

The Ghoster
No fuss, no tour, no goodbye. They’re on to the next chapter with barely a glance back. Doesn’t mean they didn’t care — it just means they’re ready. These folks send you a thank-you text from their new zip code.

The Souvenir Hunter
They take a tile. A doorknob. A slat from the fence. One client took the front door knocker because “it always reminded me of Big Mama (her grandma).” No judgment. Just… maybe check with the buyer first.

Saying goodbye to a home is rarely just about real estate. It’s about closing one chapter before writing the next. And no matter how you do it — with tears, with stories, or with a doorknob tucked in your purse — it matters.

It means that house was more than walls and windows.
It was yours.
And now it’s time to pass it on.

Easier said than done.