It All Leads Back to Home

Home is not a word or a feeling. It's a place of security and healing. Home is where you laugh and cry. Home is where you say "good-bye." The smell of home is just so sweet as it greets everyone you meet. The pavement steps up to the door, which leads you onto the wooden floor. The window in the hallway near washes away the dread and fear. All the emotions bottled up inside can be expressed to someone in whom you confide. That person can be found in a place where many hearts pound. Home. The fun in winter when it snows, the memories of fall that everyone knows. The brisk air of spring. The sound of birds who sing. The warm, summer air surrounded by people who care. The driveway made of stone, the memories that you are never alone. No matter what, it all leads back to home. Thank you to Habitat for Humanity for helping people build a community.