My Home

My home is not just a building, with a roof and a door, it’s the laughter that is shared and the love at its core. It’s the sound of family dinners, where stories are shared. It’s the smell of warm cookies, baking in the oven, the comfort of laughter and no fear that makes my heart feel joyful. It’s the cozy nice blanket that hugs me at night, the glow of my bedside lamp that keeps me away from the fright. It’s the games we play, the jokes we make and the moments we celebrate together. Home is where we find peace, a place to truly be, it’s the bonds we build that shape our family tree, as you journey and roam, home is more than a place, it is a feeling, a heart is a home.