The Meaning of Home

Bronson January 22, 2022 Meaning of home I wake up in the morning, seeing the ruts in the driveway that remind me of the fun I have riding my dirt bike with my friends. You see, I have spent loads of time spinning my tires to make these ruts. In rain or shine, I still enjoy riding! Sometimes I get so wet that I must go inside and have a hot shower to warm up. When I walk inside, the warmth from the fire hits me with the smell of cedar burning. That warm fire reminds me of Christmas time when my dad and brother and I cut a tree at the gravel pit. We put it in the back of the truck to bring it home. It always smells like diesel and is at least 12 feet tall. I love putting on the decoration that came from when my brother was born. Our beautiful Spruce tree makes our home exciting. Home is a place to enjoy and a grand to grow memories. ​