That’s Not a Home Until You Make MEMORIES!

Home is somewhere you make memories. A house is a building. When I was 3 I saw my new house. It was just a building when we first lived there. Just a house. Until I made memories. The smell of my moms cooking, learning how to play badminton, being loved, hugging my parents after they come home, eating ice cream with my tita, eating yummy food from my family because we own a restaurant and so much more! In 2021. I had to move to Canada. For a better life. I felt happy but also sad. I thought we already had a better life in the Philippines. When I came to Canada it was COLD! My dad was waiting for me and my mom in the airport. You may ask why he’s in Canada before us. It’s because he came here in 2019. For a better life of course. Fast forward. When we went to our house it was big! We had roommates though. I was the only kid too! YAY! And it only felt like a house.. Not a home.. Just like what I said “That’s not a home until you make memories.” So I had to be patient. But you just have to be patient. We were living in that home for like a YEAR! Did you notice I said Home not House! In that home I made memories. Like, playing badminton with my dad, learning how to cook eggs, and so much more! I had to move houses again! And yes I made memories! Learning how to cook, riding my bike, and more! And home can’t also be a house. Home is like my swimming lessons, singing and more! That’s the meaning of home to me! Thank you!