My Story of Home and what Builds it

My home is important place to me because I am loved and cared for every day, even when I am come home, I am not judged for who I am as a human being. It is not the size of the home or the walls, the roof, the bedrooms, the kitchen or the living room that builds a home but the people inside. To me that builds a home is the family, the friends and the relatives. To me that is what's makes a place I am happy to call home. It is the memories that my home holds and the happiness, the sadness, the love, the laughter and smiles, that is what makes home. When you live in a house it is not that is your home but the people that live in it every day. A house is building but when you add family to that house is now a home is now a home that has a heart, and I am very grateful for my amazing family that loves me and lives with me every day.