A home isn’t just wood, metal and paint I think your referring to a house. A home is a place you feel satisfied. Where you hold countless memories. A home is a place where you sleep with no worries. Where you can cry or laugh until you can’t breathe. A home is where you feel free to do any thing you want. A home is where you feel comfortable, to scream the lyrics to your favourite song. A home is a place to lie on the couch when you feel ill. Home is a wonderful place and imagine if something horrible happens to your amazing home like a fire, flood or a natural disaster. How miserable you would feel. It will never come back. Something or someone is gone forever. Thinking of that makes me feel depressed.
Home sweet home!