What A Home Means To Me

Home can mean several things. To me, it doesn’t just resemble a building. Those 4 walls and a roof I’ve spent my whole life in it means more than I can explain. The comfort, safety and love that comes from my home makes this place more than what you think. I know I’m at home when I feel that single feeling of comfort the moment I walk through the door. My mom is giving me kisses and my brother has a smile on his face. An essential part of the home to me is safety. Knowing that in the darkest conditions, I am always safe in my parent's warm embrace. Safety is trusting that I can come home to escape my sorrow, bitter thoughts and just be myself. It also means to flee the cold rainstorm that I’ve been drenched into a place that brings me a sense of security and safety. When I’m safe, that’s how I know that I’m at home. The heart of my home is love. You don’t have to spell “love” to feel it. The simplest things my family does show me that they love me whether it's watching movies together, playing games or just giving each other our time. When someone says “home” I immediately think of love for it as the true key to a happy forever. I hope that one day, everyone will have a home to experience the things that I believe home means.