What Home Means to me...

Home is not like a house… Home is not just a place, it’s a feeling… Home is sitting on the couch with a mug of hot chocolate… Home is a family that will never leave your side. Home is something we have that some people don’t. We take it for granted… Home is a wonderful place… A house is something different. A house is simply just a building, to hold up you, and your family. People think that houses are something that you show off… Some people are buying the most expensive houses, just to show them off… But, as I said, houses are something different. They hold up your home. It is something we cannot do alone. The difference between a house and a home is indescribable, since they are so similar. A home is where one lives forever. But a house… could be anywhere. There are so many different houses in this world… but you only have one home… A home is where you desire your home to be. It is yours to choose. This is what home means to me…