What my home feels like to me

My home is filled with love, welcomeness, joy, memories, secureness, comfort, laughter, courage, thankfulness and most of all gratitude. When you walk in my home you hear laughter and joy because in my home memories are made. Memories made with my brother, my sister, my dad, my brothers, my mom and all them and I am grateful for having a home or even a roof over my head. A house is made of concrete, bricks, and wood. But a home is made of memories made by family. It is like the saying “it is not what is on the outside but what is on the inside” in my home. I have made so many memories with my family in my house. I am lucky to have a roof over my head and food but I am even more lucky to have a home more importantly a family.