Family Is My Home

My home with the cream colored walls, white door with the carpeted stairs is my safe space. With messy halls, big TV and with a carpenter floor is where I make mistakes and learn and usually don’t make that mistake again, but it happens. My home with imperfections and perfections is a unique beautiful space where I grow, learn and get loved when the world does not seem to love me back. Home is not just some walls and a roof my home is my family and my family is my home. No matter how the world changes around me I hope I will always have a family that I do and a home that I do.