A Place of Love

Home can be anywhere for anyone. It can be where you lay under the hot summer sun. It can be loud like a storm or quiet like the birds chirping on a Saturday morning at my grandma’s house. Home to me can be the sound of my dogs barking, mixed with the sound of eggs sizzling in the pan or the smell of my mom’s famous chocolate chip cookies. It can also be taking a family picture on Christmas Eve or going ice skating with my mom. So, no matter where home is to you, it is a place of love.