The Meaning of Home

Home is such a beautiful word, it means different things to different people. To me, being home is to feel safe, love and happiness which is why I am very lucky I have a home. My home is a red and brown brick house with a very messy backyard. I live in two homes one with my father and one with my mother. Home is safe. When I am at home I feel safe with my family. At my mom's I feel safe when I'm watching tv with my mom, sister and brother and at night the cat Bobby comes and snuggles me. I feel safe at my dad’s home when I watch tv with him. At both homes, I am also safe from bad weather and the outside world. Home is love. When I am at home with my family I feel loved when I snuggle with my mom and my sister’s cat Bobby. At home everyone can feel loved in different ways. I also feel love when I celebrate with my whole family. I celebrate the chinese new year with my mom’s family, and christmas with my dad’s family. On my birthday i feel very special because my family always celebrates with me and we all eat cake together and i feel loved. Home is happiness. At home I feel very happy because I am with my family. I also feel happiness when I play with my sister and even when I am alone just reading a book. I feel very happy when I celebrate at home. When I was on online learning I was at home and I was happy because every day I would play lego with my sister. I feel happiness at home when I am packing to go to my father's house, or when my whole family is going to my sisters hockey game. Conclusion, Home is happiness, love and safety which is why I am super duper lucky to have one and I hope this essay helps others without one