What Home Means to Me

I used to believe that home was somewhere to go, something physical but now, I see it as so much more. Home is a family that comes together when times get tough, home is a family, broken but true, don’t worry or weep I know you’ll get through. Home is a feeling that warms the heart, home feels broken when it’s torn apart. Home is an unwavering shoulder to cry on, home is something you can rely on. Home is a sister or brother, you know you can always count on each other. Today is a gift granted to you, now go, tell your family how much you love them too.