Where the Heart Lives

Where The Heart Lives Home isn’t a physical place. Home is a place in your heart. A warm place where you know that you will be ok. A place filled with wonderful memories. And sometimes, not so wonderful memories. Something that makes you feel Joyus. Home is a feeling- a comfortable one. A place where you can laugh, cry and treasure moments. Home is a place that you carry with you. I am so lucky to have a wonderful place like this to go to. As I look around and see other people, I wonder, is their home as special as mine? Sometimes, home can be a person. The person you go to for help. The person who is always standing by your side. The shoulder you cry on. Home can also just be a feeling. A spectacular one. The one place you will be in no matter what. Always. That is where the heart lives.