What home means to me.

There is a saying that “Home is where the heart is” but for me that's a different story. Home is where I'm loved;cherished, cared for, and fed. The thing is, some people don't have any of that, which is why I'm writing this.Home is where you have a roof over your head, whether you're wealthy or not, home is where you're healthy and taken care of, with whoever you live with. You could live with your grandparents like I do, or your Aunt and Uncle, maybe just one of them, it could be your Mom and your Dad, maybe just your Dad and maybe just your Mom. No matter what they love you, even if you are mad at them, or maybe their mad at you, my point is, is that no matter what, at the end of the day you can always go home to your loved ones.