Home

My Home is crazy and calm at the same time. A true home is filled with love, safety, and a family. A house is only used for staying in, it won't last forever, but a home can be calm, loving, and caring, but sometimes pure chaos and sadness. It is also filled with big achievements and celebrations. As well as grief and death. I love that home can bounce back and fourth, from love to hate. If a home doesn’t have more love then hate, then it is not a true home. Home is where you feel safe, not where you want to run away from it. A real family provides care, love, and peace, sometimes it is like a paper map, you don’t know exactly where you're going. Not everyone has a home like me, or a family. Not everyone has a safe place to stay or live in, nor a safe person to simply talk to. I am so thankful and grateful for a wonderful home and family.