What Home Means to Me

I don't know what home means to anyone else, but my home is full of laughter, love, and joy. It's not always like that though. We have our ups and downs, but no home is perfect. That's why we have family to build us up. To love us, to laugh with us, and especially for my family being crazy, dancing and singing all night. It doesn't matter where you are. All you need is to call a place home. It's a roof over your head, food, water, and family. Everyone should have a place that they can call home. Where they can feel comfortable and safe with their family. A roof above their head and a cozy little bed. This is what home means to me.