Like Bread and Butter

Home is not just the place you live. It is a place where memories are created, Where you are trusted. It is where you can be loved, Where your loved ones reside, Where you can have fun and play games. Home is where you have freedom, Where you can be happy, Where you can relax and rest. It is where people respect you And care for you. A place of forgiveness and compassion. Home is a place where you can release your stress. It is where life and stories are created, Where you are accepted. A place where you can eat, drink, and sleep in peace. A place where your dreams come to life, Where you can follow your dreams. Home is a place where you can wake up every day to sunlight, joy, and happiness. A place where you can create things, Where every day is an adventure in which you learn or do something new. Home is a place that is secure, That protects you. At home, you don’t have to be sad or stressed. It is where your childhood is built. The place where you are the main character. Home is like bread and butter to me. Warm, Nourishing, Essential. You can call home a house or a building, but home is the place where the adventure of your life begins, unfolds, and ends. That is what home means to me.