Home is Where the Heart is

Home is where my heart is. My home is not just a place to live; home is where my family begins. My home is not just a physical location but an emotional bond I have with my family. My home is where my mom cooks with care in the kitchen with a delicious aroma that roams in the air. The kitchen is a place where many loving but tasty memories are made. My home is where I grew up, home is where I know I feel safe. My home is where my family cuddles in the living room. Watching endless movies as we all snack. The cozy couch is where we cherish all the little moments in life. My home is not perfect, but it’s for me. In my home, we all know home is not like a typical house, but home is feeling only you can experience. My home is where my parents provide me with my own walls and a roof. I call it my room. In my home we all get our own space to be ourselves. My home is where my parents give me my own bed, my own desk, and many more. My home is where I belong, home is where I’m always put above. My home is my home. Home is where my heart is.