Things on my mind

There are definitely many things on my mind - all the time! but there's something on my mind and I don't know how to even think of it.... I grew up in Mexico, and my parents still have that house... that house that I loved and still love now. but that house that we learned to love and respect had been occupied by my uncle for 17 years and is now destroyed. My mom and brother are currently in Mexico, it's their third week over there trying to solve this situation. they had to get my uncle out, it ended in a bad way and then try to "re-build" that house, he destroyed. That house is beyond beautiful, it was our pride. I remember coming home from school and the bus would drop me off in the front of my house and I was always so proud to live there, I loved it! I still do. I guess I feel nostalgia when I think of it, maybe I feel a bit desperate because I know I never wanted to leave that life and I had to. I don't even know what I know.... I'm confused and it's hard to try and explain this feeling... I know it's just a house, not even my house, but the memories are endless.... and there's not a day that goes by when I wish I was 4 again, and I guess that when I think of that house, it brings back the best of memories....