A Home

Maybe you didn’t know. not all have, though all deserve, a place to call home. A place of memories, both new and old. It doesn’t always have to be bought. It’s different for all. A home is safe . A home can be calm. A home should be something for all. A home is somewhere you recognize, somewhere you know, somewhere you feel comfertable, somewhere you feel safe, beloved and true, somewhere that is magical for you. A home is... beautiful, amazing and delightful. Somewhere to be when you’re feeling blue. A place full of love, hope and joy. Somewhere you love. Somewhere that is familiar. There are many sayings, some unheard, about a place that isn’t always new. About a place called home. Some sayings like, “Home Sweet Home”, “Home is where the heart is”, “Make yourself at home”, talk all about how amazing it is. It doesn’t always need to… look amazing and new. Be something worth a lot. Be seen to others as beautiful. Sometimes it’s only beautiful to you. Sometimes it’s only perfect for you. Sometimes it’s only lovable to you. It isn’t for others to judge. It’s normally just for you. We don’t all have this magical place. That is what I wanted to share. We don’t all have a safe place, somewhere delightful that you feel is for you. We can all wish for it though. We can all dream and imagine too. About this charming place, that we hope will come soon. A home.