Home

Home is the smell of beef tacos after sledding with my brother in the fluffy white snow. Home is the taste of hot chocolate with whip cream and marshmallows on a frosty day. Home is the feeling of a warm black blanket by the toasty fire with my family. Home is the site of trees blowing in the wind on a stormy night. Home is the sound of birds singing and dogs howling at the moon. This is what home means to me.