What Home Means to Me

Home is the delicious smell wafting around the amazing meals and the not so good ones, its the burnt cookies and the perfect ones. Home is the people comforting you when you're down,the energy they have, the feelings you share,the fun times and the bad times,or whatever your feeling. Home is the joy whether you're shouting in a card game or just sitting together,it's the sadness when a pet passes and the music you play. Home is the tree that my cat climbed,the funny “Where's that toy that just rolled under me” moments,the socks that go missing constantly and anything inbetween. Home is if you're ever not feeling too cheery you can always find something to brighten your mood and make you laugh and have a better time all together. Home is when I need a quiet spot, I have one in the midst of a mess ( my room ) I can turn on a song and grab a book to be myself. Home is where when someone needs anything like:shirts,art,winter gear,or shoe racks, there's a good chance that it can be found in my basement. Home is the feeling you have ,it's the people you're with ,it's not a spot on a map, it's the laughter and joy ,the tears and anger . That is what home means to me Thank you habitat for humanity for making this world a better place one house at a time. You're giving people a chance to make their own memories like these.