Home Sweet Home

Home. Home is a place where I can rest and relax. There is no place like home that has the warming comfort, love, laughter, joy and safety. Home is a place I feel safe behind the locked doors, knowing that no one can get in easily without the key. The warm, cozy and soft blankets that are tossed around my room keep me warm when the cold, howling wind whips around the small streets of Baden. Most mornings, I can hear the quiet, soft, and relaxing whispering voices that make me remember that my family is there for me. The smell of sweet and sticky sugar and melting chocolate cookies that are made with love, fill my heart with warmth as it melts on my tongue. The sounds of my brother laughing his head off as my mom tickles him for fun and that sound makes my home mine. The warming taste of fresh bread, with the soft and delicious springy texture that just came out of the breadmaker. All of this makes my home mine.