What does home mean to me ?

Home isn’t 4 walls and a roof it is a place where we share whatever we need to share. In a home it should have peace, kindness, hope, joy and love. When I am at home,I feel like I am powerful, amazing, beautiful person. A home is where you spend time with family, make memories, but sometimes we get sad. Even though we are sad, we know that there is a roof above our heads, and we have a place to feel safe and let our emotions out.The point of this essay is to tell you that a home does not have to be pretty, or big to really make it feel like a home. You can have a big home, but you don’t need a big home. I love my home, and not because of the size, or the look of it. It is because of the times I have had in my home, and how it makes me feel. Thank you to Habitat for Humanity for giving me a chance to tell you What Home Means to Me.