Home is Where I Belong

Eating a meal with my family feels like home. My mom passes me the vegetables, dad asks about our day, my twin sister is smiling like it’s the best time ever, and we talk about our favorite KPOP group's latest song or a cool book I’m reading. It's simple, but it feels like everything’s right with the world. When I’m eating a meal with my family I feel like I’m exactly where I belong. The laughter, sharing jokes, and passing food around. It's like time slows down, and it’s just about being together and It’s those little moments that make me feel super cozy and loved. The smell of home-cooked food wafting from the kitchen adds to the cozy vibe. I feel like I’m getting a warm hug with each whiff of my mom’s cooking, maybe it’s the sizzling braised beef freshly cooked, or sweet desert whatever it is smells like love and comfort. It makes me feel like I’m in the right place. Home is the smell of my mom’s cooking wafting from the kitchen making my tummy do flips. It’s my twin sister sitting across from me, trying to sneak an extra cookie. Home is where my favorite people are, a place where I can be myself without judgment, and where laughter echoes and memories are made. My safe place, where I can recharge, home is where love fills the little moments. This moment feels like home because it’s where love, laughter, and the warmth of being together weave into the fabric of everyday life, and this feels like home because it’s where the simple things shared smiles, inside jokes, and quiet comforts come together to create a sense of belonging that fills my heart full.