Meaning of Home

Home to me means making and sharing memories and having fun. In my living room I see family pictures with people smiling, a cat that purs with happiness and one gigantic TV for many things but mostly family movie night and three bouncy couches with a blast of the past. My home is full of many special people, one special person is my dad, he listens to music but not the same as everyone else. It’s wonderful, unique, beautiful and a bit antique but it's still so great, this wonderful object I talk about is a record player. In my dining room different aromas fill the air. At the table sharing memories and laughing is so special to me. Our table is filled with dents and scratches but that’s just because many meals have been shared with love and care. My kitchen,I walk through my kitchen with smells of delight. My mom makes outstanding tacos. I love tacos. So many memories have been made in that petite kitchen of mine. My brother's room is really messy. He usually plays with toy swords. I mostly hear tiny squeaks turning into growling roars. But that's just my brother singing. He does it a lot, sometimes it gets really really annoying. My room is sometimes messy but mostly clean. I feel joyful when I walk through my room. These are all the places I have in my home each and every one of them are as special as the people who live in them, this is what home means. At home you feel loved, cared for and respected for who you are. At home you are intervened between the love and warmth of family and friends, that you feel like you are snuggled in a blanket of love.