There's a downside to turning the house you moved out of over to relatives. You know the stuff you *didn't* bring, and the *perfect* spot or use for it in the new house. So you resist and try to find local substitutes or upgrades. But then you wind up arranging to have things mailed. Or worse, shipped, for more than the actual value of the things.
Moral? Sell what you leave behind and make it irretrievable. Man, that Victorian pressback rocker is *haunting* me! My rainstick! The skipole walking sticks! And, and, and...
On the other hand, yes, there are boxes of stuff I'm donating--I brought this, WHY?--not even letting them find temporary shelter in the loft lest they grow roots and refuse to leave.