My Home

Love, cozy, warmth and family…this is my home. Home is a place I feel loved and accepted as a person. When I see my blue front door after a long day, I feel joy and safety. I smell the grilled cheese getting made by mom, it makes me feel so excited, I hear my dog Sunny barking with happiness to see me and my sister coming home. I feel my mom and dad’s arms around me and my sister giving the best hugs, and I feel like crying, or laughing, or saying ‘I love you’. When I get home after a day of school, I hear the water bubbling to make mac and cheese. The warm, creamy Mac and cheese slowly going into my mouth, tingling my taste buds with comfort. A house is four walls and a roof, but a home is love, cozy, warmth and family. When I see the three people and my favourite dog it feels like home. As long as I am with my family, wherever we go, I am home. Home is where my heart is. I am so thankful for Habitat for Humanity. They help build homes for people to make memories and a comforting home for families. Everyone needs a home and a safe place. A house isn’t a home until love is built in your hearts.