Home Is Everything

Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave and grow old wanting to come back to. But what is a “home”? 🏠 Home is a place you feel most comfortable, loved, crazy, included, safe, familiar, and mostly...yourself. Home can also be a physical place, or/and a feeling. If it feels right, your home can be either one, or both. Home can be a country, a house, an apartment, or anywhere else you feel like you belong. As long as you’re comfortable, loved, feel included, safe, familiar, and most like yourself, your home can be anywhere. Objects can also be part of your home. Such as stuffies, your device, and your bed are examples. Maybe when you lay down on your bed, while playing with your stuffies, you feel most at home. Or when you are around your family, you feel at home. At your home, you make both big memories and small memories. In general, home is not just a place, but also a feeling of love, and comfort. 😊My home makes me feel so loved and included. Whenever I come back home from school, I feel more like myself, more crazier, and that I really belong there. My home is where I always come back to after school, trips, visits, dinner and more. At home, I always use my phone, play with my stuffies, goof around with my family, and play board games with them too! I always have so much fun with my family, but sometimes we become mad at each other. It only lasts a couple of minutes, so I don’t need to worry most of the time. For me, my home is wherever my family is, like on trips, vacations, or wherever. When we go on vacation, we have a trailer so I always feel like that’s my home when we leave to walk/drive somewhere to explore. I also feel like my stuffies are a part of my family (kind of) because I feel like they are sort of real (I have over 100 stuffies!). So, it’s kind of hard to play with all of them. 😅 My home is my favorite place to go to whenever I feel sad, mad, or when I need someone to talk to. It is the most important place to me because everyone I love is there, and everyone I love, is my home. At my home, I make many great memories. These memories mean so much to me. My home is where most of my memories are made, kept, and stored. Memories like happy, sad, excited, angry, and all sorts of memories. But mostly happy, well maybe half-half with crazy! 🤪 My brother is part of my home, but he sure is SO annoying. But he does help me with stuff I need help with or cannot do. My parents are also a big part of my family. They cook for me, play with me, goof around with me, care for me, and mostly, love me. My neighbor/BFF Zophia feels like my sister too! We always play with each other, and not too long ago... she bought two new kittens! 😸They’re so cute, but Zophia is the person that is my "sister.” We are in a trio with my cousin Vivian. She’s so fun and we always play with each other when we can. I’ll always love my home and family too, because my family is my home. 🥰❤️