Meaning of Home

Home is where love is shared! To me, home smells like the yummy pizza made by my mom. In my home, I see love floating around everytime I step in. At home, I hear the laughter of my family. Home is where giggles are shared. Home is not a place where bricks have fallen down but has four walls that keep me protected. Home doesn’t have bombs thrown over but does keep me secured and shielded. Home tastes like the delicious food made by my loved ones. Home has a lot of secrets shared betweenfrom one another and has memories hanging on the wall. There is no other place I would rather be than at home sweet home. Thank you Habitat for Humanity!