What Home Means to Me

Everyone has a home. Maybe not a house, but everyone has a home. A home can be anywhere. It just has to be a place where you can grow up, make memories, and be with the people you love. A house is just a building. It is something with stuff. Sometimes people want fancy, expensive, nice houses, but nobody needs that. Sure, fancy houses are nice and all, and not a lot of people have them, but you don't really need one. Home is always with family and friends. Home to me is a place to be with family, and spend time with God. In a home, to me, you can make memories by having big parties, or even little ones. You can make memories by doing something special that doesn't always happen. Home to me is where you grow up, it's not to be separated from people, or ignoring someone. It's about being together. Home will always have a special place in my heart. Also, just because a house and a home are different, everyone should have a house, because a house can also make memories and keep us warm. Home can be anything, as long as it keeps people happy, together, and joyful. No matter how big or small your home is, your home will always be big enough for you and your family. You will never lose your home.