Home

Home is more than just a structure, it’s a place wherever my family lives. Home isn’t just about the warmth of the air, but the warmth of the love our family shares. Home isn’t just about the food in the fridge, but the endless conversations and laughter. It isn’t just a place where my report cards are stored, instead home is memories, memories of the delightful dishes we eat at the dinner table as a family, or the fights with my siblings that are displayed in our past, but we don't let it disrupt our relationship as brothers and sisters. Although we don’t get to choose from the bad and good they are memories that I will never trade. Home has love that never fades away. Home is my family, our love, our joy, our memories. Everyone deserves a home.