What home means to me

Home is where I cuddle close to the fireplace on cold, windy night snuggled up against my dog. When I'm in my bedroom I feel swallowed by my comforter's warmth. When my mother comes to wake me on foggy days,my dog comes bounding in to see me after a long, squirreless night. My mom lights a candle as I come downstairs , to lighten my mood when my brother comes dashing up the stairs yelling "I'm late! I'm late! Love you guys, gotta go bye!!” Home is where we feel welcome and warm, surrounded by the people we love and cherish. Home is when you're swallowed in your parents warm embrace and it feels like your dog is licking your face and you realize he actually is !When I'm home I feel loved and cared for,that is when I know this is my home. When I'm at home I feel like I can be myself, I don't have to hide anything from my loved ones. To me home means you can just be yourself. Home is when I'm playing tug-a- war with my dog and he pulls me over, climbs on me and licks my face.home is where my mom bakes her famous chocolate chip cookies and we eat them around the fireplace. But to me home isn't where we are, it's who we are with.