Home

Home isn’t a house; it's a place full of love not a place with just walls and doors all around. It’s as beautiful as stars in the sky, not dark with nothing in sight. It’s memories, some dark and gloomy and others bright and happy, the ones you hold in your heart not just a picture on the wall. Home is a comfortable, warm and cozy place where you feel safe, not out in the open with nowhere to be warm or comfortable where it doesn't feel safe at all. Home is a scent like the cookies on the shelf or the candle on the table, not a place where you only smell dust falling from the sealing. Home is made of emotions both good and bad, big and small, not where you don’t feel anything at all. Home is family laughing while they eat on Thanksgiving Eve, not where it's silent with nothing to eat.