I know what you mean.
I ride past the large bare lot that used to be the school 3 of my 6 children attended.
There is the tree I used to wait under when picking up one or more of them after "Saturday school", punishment for misbehavior in their classrooms.
The football field on which my oldest son blew out his knee...etc.*
There's a lot of life drama in raising children. I've been at it since 1972! And I've loved every day of it. One remaining, and when she leaves.....I'm thinking of buying a duck ranch in Montana and starting over.
Stig
* TIcking off things like that can make one feel old🙃
Stig the grade school I went to was the newest one in town, it was torn down a couple of years ago. The high school I went to was brand new in 75 and demolished about 10 years ago. None of the grocery stores in town remain, we had a IGA, Dillons, Safeway and Bogarts along with several neighborhood mom and pop cornor stores. Lil Duffer burger barn where you could get a meal for a buck and play pinball has been gone for decades. Also remember the keg parties at the lake. Remember not wanting to drive back to town so I slept in the back of my ElCamino SS using the tonneau cover as a blanket.
I remember cutting yards and delivering the Wichita Eagle until I was old enough to get a job at Safeway. Bought my first car with the money I made cutting yards ( a used 66 Buick Wildcat for $300 ). My first motorcycle was a used 68 Yamaha 90cc twin street bike. Bought a new 72 Yamaha 250 Enduro then a new 77 Yamaha Enduro Stopped riding motorcycles for several years, late 80's when I bought a used Yamaha IT 465 then a new Yamaha YZ 490.
Took a break from bike riding and raced drag boats for a few years. I raced a Hondo flat bottom in the blown gas flatbottom class. Had a 1250 hp hemi in a 1700# boat.
Then after a couple of years in California I came back to Kansas for my working career. It was common to put in 80 hour weeks with some as much as 120 hour's. I saved as much as I could so I could retire at 55. That's when I got back into bikes and scooters. Little did I know I would have a stroke 7 years later.
My advice is to enjoy life we never know what the future holds.