The Meaning of Home

When I'm at home I feel safe and warm in my mother's arms like when you're wrapped up in a warm blanket on a cold night .I taste the home cooked meals and we share laughter and love around the table each night with a roof over our head to protect us from the harsh winter airs .I smell the fresh warm vanilla coming from the freshly washed bed sheets, as I slowly drift off to sleep knowing that I'm loved. I see my family photos on the wall glimmering in the sunlight on a sunny day .I hear the quiet sounds of a family of birds above my window each morning that reminds me how grateful I am to have a family of my own. Thank you habitat for humanity for giving kids like me a home to spread love and joy with their family!