A Space to Call Home, or a Home Full of Space

How my dreams have changed shape and size over the years.

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As a kid growing up, I didn’t have enough of it. We lived in a small house on a crowded block and I dreamed of moving on. I hoped for more than one bathroom, couldn’t wait to watch television without my parents and brothers close by, and envisioned myself…