HOME

Home, they say it's where the heart is. Never has that metaphor been more true. Your home is just a place to stay, or a place to store stuff, right? A home is a feeling, a place to be safe, or live in comfort. My home is part of the family, it may not say home in family or family in home, but that doesn’t make it any less family. I don’t know about you but I know that many would agree with me. What I do know is that I love my home, and it is part of my family. House is not home. It's structure VS feeling. I know people who say, ‘’ok let's go home’’, but it's really their parent's house, that's why it's a feeling because that is where their heart is. There isn't much to say on what home means to me because this feeling is not one to describe it's something all of us should feel. It's home. Home means more than words can say and a poem or essay can’t describe that exact feeling. What I could say is it's heart, family, a good feeling, a hideout, where I bake my cookies with family, and where I know I can go. That's my home.