When I Think of Home

When I think of home I think of… My grandmother opening the door unexpectedly to make rice crispy squares with me and my brother. When I think of home I think of… Waiting for my aunts, uncles, and grandparents to come to our house on Christmas morning. When I think of home I think of… That time when my family moved to a new house and there was no furniture so we ate pizza on the bare living room floor. When I think of home I think of… Trying to catch a mouse in the basement and then screaming when we see it. When I think of home I think of… Movie nights that start at 8 pm, but end up having to be a two part event because someone always has to get up early. When I think of home I think of my family.