What does home mean?

For me, home is a place filled with my loved ones and a whole lot of activities. I have a packed schedule of extracurriculars. Mondays, I have piano and baton lessons. Tuesdays, I do my homework after school, enjoy a delicious dinner, play piano, read, and then head to bed. Wednesdays, I have baton lessons again. Thursdays, I enjoy synchronized skating. Fridays, I have dance class. Saturdays, I do baton and badminton. Finally, it’s Sunday, a day for self-care, where I pamper myself and give myself some much-needed love. Then, my week starts all over again. In the summer, I love to travel and go camping. I always go to the fair (Queen City Ex), except last year because a camping trip got in the way. I don’t usually go out for trips in the winter because I have school, classes, and it’s freezing cold. But this winter, I am in China! I miss my friends, but I can still text or call them through Messages or FaceTime. I can’t go to different places until after the Spring festival. And I can’t go out because this is the only time of the year when family members can get together. I'm also going to visit my grandpa’s grave. We bought joss paper to burn it in front of my grandpa’s grave, because it's like money for the dead. After the Spring Festival is over, I'm going to visit all of China, especially Hainan Dao, which is like the Chinese Bahamas. I'm also hoping to get a dog after we visit Hainan Dao because it has gotten pretty boring staying in my apartment all day long. Home is a place filled with everything I love.