How home can touch a heart

At the end of every day there is only one place you can go where you feel the spark of secure and safeness. Whether it is a place or a feeling you always go home, and home just fills me with greatness. It touches my heart in a special way, that could never go away. I love my home, and my home loves me so my heart will always remain strong, no matter what I do my home and heart will always be loving me along. My home includes people, young and old. We gather around the table listening to story’s being told. Those people are special, they love me too much. They are in my home and home is love so I feel my heart being touched. Friday night means movies, we can’t help but laugh and smile. Home to me includes iconic scenes that make me giggle for a while. Though don’t forget the memories I make laughing there and then! They make the creations of new family moments, that make my heart expand. I open the door; I feel safe and happy looking at the gentle snow. I watch it twinkle and shine through the night, leaving a trail of snowflakes as they glow. That touches deeper and fills me with so much cheer! It fills my heart with joy and calmness during this frigid time of the year. The days move on, the memories remain sunken in my heart. I try my best in every activity to love and do my part. I love my family and the things we do. To me that is home. To learn what a home is, listen to your heart. That should be your guide on what you love and need. Listen to it closely and you will always succeed.