What is Home?

Whenever I think of my home, I remember the smell of my grandma's delicious delicacies from the kitchen as I walk in from school through the garage. The warm welcome and affectionate question of "how was school?" I receive from the people I can share my vulnerability with especially after a bad day. My home is my launch pad to my day as I listen to the words of advice, and affirmative and reassuring words from my mother telling me “Be a good boy...You got this, son…”. My home is where I experience the genuineness of people as they share the mistakes and errors of their childhood with me so I don’t repeat the same mistakes they had made. From my home, I am taught values to help me become the best version of me.