I think it takes adversity and the prospect of homelessness to cause us to appreciate what we do have.
We are moving from 1800 sq ft house to a 500 sq ft 2 bedroom apt. We have come to realize, through 7 months of hardship, that a HOME is considerably different than a HOUSE. A home is about your loved ones and the memories you make with them inside those 4 walls. A house is all about sq ft, how many bathrooms, closet space, location. I hope you understand what I am trying to say.
What do ANY of us really need for shelter? We need a place to sleep, to prepare food, to congregate, and a bathroom.
Most of us have way too much stuff, which is why we feel cramped, depressed, overwhelmed, in our cozy living space. Ask yourself how many kitchen gadgets, sweaters, purses, tools, toys, stuffed animals, etc. etc. one family really need?