Home, my happy place.

Home is where I feel appreciation. It’s where I can be myself and unfold my imagination. I can take a deep calm breath of relaxation. Home smells sweet like a burning caramel candle. Home is like a love book, short and sweet. It’s where I feel complete. I feel welcomed when I walk in the door, like I just walked into a warm and cozy shelter. I hope I go far in life, but not far from home. I don’t hope things stay the same, but I do hope family does. Home doesn’t have to be extraordinary but home is not ordinary. It’s a cozy nest made just for you that's true. Home is like warm muffins freshly baked by mum. Home is where we wait under the night sky until the northern lights come. Home is where my family wakes up at 6:00 AM to celebrate my Birthday. I’d open my presents with a smile on my face, then have a perfectly baked cake made by my older sister. Home is like holding a teddy bear. It’s where I feel care. Home is where I feel protected. It’s where I am accepted. When I speak I feel respected. Home is where you wanna be. It’s where I feel free. It’s like a love book, short and sweet. Home is where love and care meets.