A Jar Filled with Love

For me the meaning of home is not just family, it's friends too. My home feels like a sunset right across the sea. Home is a big place with the coziest, warmest hug. When my mom's arms wrapped around me it feels like everything in my emotions has just sank. At the dinner table mom cooks a massive feast and my dad is drooling. You just can't wait to eat. As my face is covered with food, think about all the warm meals that my Mom's cooked for me. My dad's already in the food, his face is covered. As our dog is jumping with joy as my mom tells him he can get the leftovers. He keeps on trying to tell us that he wants it now. I sat on my bed reading a book just waiting for my mom to come in. When she comes I'll give her a big hug then I'll talk in the bed she'll help me to go to sleep too. I dream about all the things I’ve done today. My home is like a shield protecting me from any danger. It's like a tank ready for battle at all times. My home is like a fortress ready to protect. Finally I wake up the next morning and my mom decides to sleep with me as I cuddle her. Over in bed I finally get up and grab my phone. I go to play with my friends but first I need to eat. I woke my mom up. In a hurry, my Mom finally wakes up and she gets my breakfast. For today I'm having bacon and eggs the traditional way. I like putting syrup on my bacon again so I don't know if anybody else would like it but my mom does. My home is like a big jar filling up with memories always there for me and my family as it fills up more and more with all the memories of joy, some memories that I can't explore. As I wish I could jump into the bottle sinking into all the memories that have come to me in my home. Memories fill my brain sometimes even in random places like a bathroom or even a school. Joy, everything still gets joy in your house. My home is like a place ready to guard, always there for me. My mom's baking it's just delightful. As I take a bite I start thinking about how much time she put into this food just for us to eat as my mom is always busy. She's a hairdresser and has many many customers. A good memory. It's on the couch playing with my brother. My mom told me to listen to her commands. As I finally stopped I sat down on the couch just thinking about how it took a lot of money just to buy this house for us to only be safe. My home is like a place for free. Guarded by a dragon as my house protects me even from some enemies that could destroy it. It's still there standing there filling with love more and more each time we do something together. Home feels like it never can get too full; just fill up with more. Never empties because the dream can always grow more. My dad works away but he still connected. He's always filled with joy just waiting to get home even though he's far away. We still connect him with FaceTime and other apps. Home is not just a place it's a jar that can be filled with love.