Home

Home is not just walls and doors, not just the roof of wooden floors. It's where the heart finds peace to rest, a place where love is manifest. It’s the warmth of evening light, in shared laughter through the night, It’s the touch of hands both old and new, and memories in each morning's hue. Home is the place we stay, but where our souls can find their way. Where roots are planted, deep and wide, and even when we roam, we carry it inside. It’s the quiet hum of comfort known the way we feel when we’re not alone. It’s a space for growth, for joy, for tears, for weathering both calm fears. Home is more than bricks and stone, it’s where we know we’re held through every storm, and where we all feel safe and warm. So no matter where the journey leads, home is where the heart proceeds. It’s a place, but a shared grace, av love that time can’t erase.