[Johnny555]

You may be putting too much value on having separate bedrooms and no shared walls, and too little value on your presence.

My parents had 4 children and we lived 3 bedroom 1 bath house, my brother and I shared a bedroom, my sisters shared the other. No shared walls with neighbors, but I don't think that would have really mattered. At the time (and to this day), I never really felt slighted by having to share a room, it was just "normal", since I didn't really know any difference. One of my close friends had just one sibling and his own room, but I didn't really think anything of it -- he had only one brother so he got his own room, I had a brother and 2 sisters so I didn't. Not a big real.

Of all of my childhood memories, the only thing that I wish was different was that my father would have been more involved in my life.

Mom was a stay at home mom, dad worked long hours at his job. I have vivid memories of mom at all of my school and after school functions, but I really only saw dad on the weekends, and even then he was often doing some sort of work from home.

Dad later said he regretted the same thing -- though he felt he had no choice in order to make ends meet.