What Home Means to Me

Home is a place for my mom’s embrace, a place of happiness and love. It's not a place for haste and waste; it's a place of memories and fun. Home is a place where you can say, “Boy wish I could stay for long.” Home is a place for a race; the race from sadness and despair. A place for family and friends to eat, play and hug. Home is a place where you can be and feel like yourself. A place where the most important and familiar things are. Home is a place where you are happy with uncles, cousins and yourself. A place where you can do whatever you want or desire.