Where Memories Are Made
Where is the place where you take your first steps, say your first words, and have your first birthday? You guessed it… a home!!
A home is where memories are made. I remember me seeing my little sister for the first time. I held her in my arms and soon we became best friends. We would always play exciting games together.
A home is where memories are made. We shed tears together as we first found out that my grandfather recently passed away. But my parents were there and we shared warmhearted hugs with each other.
A home is where memories are made. Waiting in the kitchen there is my mom cooking our delicious supper. With the bubbles boiling to the top of the pot and the great smell of freshly cooked turkey. We are all grateful to be able to have much different portions of food every night as a family.
A home is where memories are made. In the living room amazingly hand drawn pictures that artistic children drew, sit there on the high mantel awaiting to be admired. They remind me of myself as a kid.
A home is where memories are made. Where you share toasty hugs, cry many tears, and celebrate traditions. A home is where memories are made.