Home

There is a difference between a home and a house. A house is a building and nothing more to it, if you listen to what I say, maybe it can show you the right way. A home is a feeling that has a strong meaning. It is not a place, it could be a warm embrace, love can be a home with a garden gnome, or love with the people you have. You should never take them for granted, they are not always there to love you throughout. A home is a place where my loved ones are. Home is where you fit like a glove where you don’t have to shove. Home is where you are loved, home is where you feel safe and sound. It’s warm and soft, it is where you can play and have fun all day. Home is where you don’t often fight, home is where you go to stay, where you will never want to go away. I love my home very much, it’s where family is, sometimes I want to cry, but I know they are always by my side. Home wouldn’t be the same when my family isn’t there, that’s why I will always be aware, I love my family so, that’s why I want to show, I try to be careful of what I say, or it may come out the wrong way. I’m so glad there are still people out there like Habitat for Humanity, who try and help families out, and people who are unfortunate. It is such a good place for the world that is somehow broken, but Habitat for Humanity picks up the pieces and tries to put them back in place. Thank you Habitat for Humanity for helping the unfortunate. Thank you for your time.