Home, without judgement

Home is the place where my heart resides, It's where I decide to stay. It's the blanket that wraps around my soul so warm and fuzzy inside and out. Home is where all the family traditions are made; they only bring us closer together. There are memories at home and that's where they'll stay. Home is safe and a place of peace where we all unite together. At home I am free to be me, no judgment no discrimination , just love and praise. I love the way when I walk through the door I can instantly smell sweetness resembling what home is like. Home can be anything but for me it's my family, my room and the memories we've made together. When im home all feels okay like in the end I know what is going to happen the daily routine is smoothing and my mind is settled. The food is warm and fresh the blankets are soft all is right. My room is my home its a space to call mine filled with colors and good thoughts I have plants in my room and its like they settle me as I watch them growing every day and the thought of taking care of something makes me feel at home. At home my grandma teaches me to crochet my brother shows me his new game and my mom reads a book I look around and see a home my home and that is where I'll stay.