A Family's Home

Home, my home, where there’s everything you can possibly imagine. Humour can mean a lot of things. To me humour is laughter, excitement, fun, memories, happiness, and much more. Laughter because of all the sound and noise, like jokes, pranks, and conversations. The excitement that pumps through and around me is like it’s in the walls, everywhere I go, every move I make. Happiness that travels through the body of my family members. It all keeps rushing in. Memories of when we’ve had rough times, and happy times, sad and lucky ones too. The memories will never stop, generation after generation. I’m grateful for absolutely everything. Having the ability to go to school is every little kid’s dream. I’m appreciative for when my family takes me places, makes me food, and so much more. I’m grateful for my family that is very hyper, jumping up and down, talking loudly, speaking at the TV, even though they know it can’t hear them! The support that my family gives me. Encouraging me to “Keep going”, “Never give up”, and “You can do this”! Being happy also allows me to be joyful. In my family there are people that are easy to love, resilient, and impossible to forget. The knowledge of my family members is unbelievable. They are wise, everyone is positive, and unique in their own ways. Home is my safe place. Home, my home.