What Home Means To Me

Home is not the four walls or a roof, it's the memories that we have, the beach we share and the people I live with. Home is when my brothers and l run outside and wake up mom and dad up with our footsteps on the floor. Home is Sea-dooing with my dad, jumping off the dock, waking up before the sun rises, and laying on my dock as the sun sets. Home is going tubing with my brothers right beside me, kayaking with the stars above, and paddleboarding with my mom. Home is the jumping, swimming, playing, and laughing. It's the fun we share and the family that loves me. That's home to me.