Meaning of Home

This is my home, not a house it is a home. My home is filled with laughter and care, memories that will always be truly shared. Delicious smells fill the air, tastes sweet and salty, with extraordinary varieties. Seeing my family’s very strong personalities, along with watching my pets roam around happily. My home isn't like a house, with a roof, stairs, doors, and windows. My home is a place to live, laugh, love, and be yourself. Where conversations take place about the past and the wonderful plans for the future. Lot’s of smells clashing together soon during and after dinner, plates smashing wherever. My favourite lunch is the creamy noodles, which are delicious, sweet and creamy. You enter the doorway and on the couch feel the soft and cozy furniture. A house can be turned into a home, but your home can’t be transformed to a house. Family visits in and out, dropping in for activities where about. The smell of dinner brewing I smell the minute I walk in the entryway, which is sweet, salty, delicious, or spicey. On the walls posted are what makes my home, home. Encouraging signs or pictures of my family. I can see my family all day and watch my pets try to fit in the best they can. The stove is always cooking something on it like melted lava. That is my home. My home is filled with laughter and care memories that will always be truly shared. That was my home not a house it is a home.