The meaning of home.
Home is chaotic at times. Home is never perfect, and my home is no exception. My home is where I go every day to see my family. It’s where my parents wind down after work. My home is where I feel safe.
Home is where I eat with my family. It’s where I play with my brother! I’d hate to never be with my family each day, even at a place like home. Home is where you have fun! It’s where responsibility and love stay.
I wish you could tell me your fantastic stories about the home you have and the family you love, years in the future. Maybe by writing this, you’ve got your home. I hope your home is where you are happy.