One day, he asked if he could move his room down there. He had been sharing a room with one or both brothers for most of his life, except as an infant when he shared with me. How would that work if anyone else wanted to use the room? After two nights in his new room and confirming that he’d slept well and liked his new clock radio and that the cat didn’t bother him, I asked, “So, what was the main reason you wanted to move downstairs?”“I just wanted privacy, Mom.”I was slightly taken aback. Everyone needs his or her own space.” Whether it’s a few minutes alone or a room of one’s own, privacy is one thing you just can’t share.