Several years ago, our basement flooded when our sump pump failed during a period of heavy rain. The remediation company spent a few days cleaning up the mess, and then Randy got to work, tearing down walls and remodeling our basement in a way that actually made it better than it was before.
When I went downstairs, I didn’t think about the old, waterlogged carpet. I didn’t feel a single twinge of nostalgia for the door that no longer existed between the stairs and the family room. I was happy to be done with the old, and thinking about it caused me no pain at all.