Home to Me

Home is a place of comfort and warmth, where everyone shares and accepts each other. There is no judgement in a home. Everyone cares about each other. Home is where families meet. Holding one another's hands. Sharing a meal over a comfortable conversation. Home is where you lay, smelling food being carefully cooked from afar, the flavors and scents combining. Home is a place where you rest your head comfortably, laying it on a feathery pillow, half asleep. Home is a feeling, a feeling of joy and acceptance. Where you are free from judgement and harsh words. Home is something everyone can share, if it's a foster home, an adoption center or wherever, you have a home, a place to stay. Home is where freedom lives, where you can speak how you feel. You will be listened to. Home is where you meet the gaze of Parental guardians and family members. Home is a place where you can smile at the people you see in your household, happy and gleeful. Home can be anything. As long as it encloses the right people, it's a home. Home is a place where you can thrive, living under the comfort of your family. Home is where you can feel the warm touch of blankets.