My memories in my home.

Home,to me,is the place where I lived my whole life .It is the place where I grew up and learned how to walk eat and talk .It is where I laughed ,cried and felt sif .Home is not just walls or buliding ,it is the feeling that comes with the people in it .When I think about home ,I remember the simple moments with my family .I remeber the smell of food when my mom was cooking our favorite meal .We would all sit together at the table eat,talk and laugh .Those moments were not special because of the food ,but because we were together ,sitting at the same table made me feel loved and conforteble. I also remember the cold winter days . We would sit together under one long winter .Those moments made me feel close to my family .Even when it was cold outside ,being together made everything feel warm . Holidays are another big part of my memories.During celebrations like Christmas ,we all gathered as family games ,and enjoyed spending time together .Those days were always full of happiness and made me feel thankful for my family .