Home, where the heart is

You might think a home is like a house with a ceiling a few doors and some walls, but I don’t think so. For me home is more than that. For me home is listing to the popcorn popping while getting cozy for family movie nights. Home is watching the moonlit sky with all the stars. It is watching the sunrise from our kitchen window. Home is having weekend breakfasts with pancakes and bacon on a beautiful sunshine day. It is snuggling all my stuffies at night in my warm bed. It is hearing my fish tank water trickling. Home is when my dad makes delicious brownies and me waiting minute by minute to eat them with a glass of milk. Home is me and my mom being goofy and laughing. It is making banana chocolate chip muffins with my mom. It is making German cookies at Christmas time with my Oma and cousin. Home is eating juicy steak with my family in the summer. It is going for a walk to the beach in the morning to gaze on the reflection of the calm lake from the dock. It is walking on the beach while the sand seeps through your toes. It is jumping into the refreshing lake on a hot summer day it is having traditions like Christmas together as a family. It is doing archery with my dad and having the excitement of a bullseye. It is going fishing with my family early in the morning and actually catching a fish! Home is a place where you can always feel welcomed, safe, and loved. It is a place where if you are sad people will make you feel better home is a place of love and happiness, home is where the heart is.