Really sad... Not so because of value of things lost, but because of sentimental attachment to house, furniture, objects, memories, and such.
My stepmother had her house bombed in Caen in WWII, when she was fifteen, nothing was left. No lives lost but all the family heirlooms (pictures, portraits, letters etc.) were lost. All her life she struggled with the loss of memories of the elders of her family, leaving a "clean slate" to start her adult life...