What Home Means to Me

I wake up smelling a fresh aroma of tomato soup dancing around my nose. My nose has always smelled my Mom’s tomato soup but yet, it's always like a 5-star chef cooked it to perfection. The moment my tongue tastes the warm and delicious tomato soup, I was sent to a world all by myself that's so warm and cozy. I snuggled deeper in the coziness of my warm and blue blanket around my soft couch as watch TV with my family. It’s like I traveled to that world again. I looked out the windows where I saw the bright and magnificent sun as a beautiful sunset that drove around the sky. Home is where you can be you and a home is where you imagine what you might become. A house is a place, a home is the best feeling for you. Home is everything for me, better yet everything I love.