To me home is…

A house is not a home, but a home can be a house. To me home feels like my dog’s fur after she’s bathed in the sunlight. In a house you can feel weird and misjudged, but in a home you can feel safe and loved. To me home smells like sizzling steak in the warm summer air. That's when we come in for lunch because we're hungry as bears. Home tastes like the first bite of an apple, sweet and delicious. Sometimes you don’t always get the best bite first, but if you keep eating it will get better, sometimes it even tastes like a dessert! To me home sounds like sharing stories with the ones who care and playing games, even though sometimes we don’t play fair. Home looks like a place of love and kindness. My home lets me know that no one is pointless. A house is just four walls and a roof but a home is so much more, so thank you Habitat and Humanity for giving that opportunity to people who didn’t have one before.