Sadness

I got the call last night. My parents are moving and are going to be selling my childhood home. The home that I've been able to call home since I was 3. Yes, I haven't lived there since I was 22 but over the last 10 years and all of my moves, it was the one place that I could always call home, no matter what. Now it's all changing. I'm not happy about it at all. I knew that it was coming. I just didn't expect it to be happening now. I'm debating on asking them if they need/want me to come up to help them pack up the stuff, fearing that it will be too emotional.