My Real Meaning Of Home

The real meaning of home to me is I know my home has a family to be with and share with each other because we are all that each other has, we love each other and give safety, kindness and love. What we bring into our home isn't just furniture we bring memories through it like when me and my sister play with the lamp and swing it around the living room, another one is where we danced on the coffee table listening to music. Putting up the christmas tree well eating that fresh homemade baked cookies with my moms special hot chocolate, where she only tells me her secret ingredient. Watching and hearing lightning in my warm cozy bed with my stuffies well mama reads me a book to bed. Going out in the snow with my sister, well we make snowmans and perfect snow angels. Home is filled with funny, laughter, warmness like warm hugs from my mama when I'm cold. Home is also God and Jesus. I trust and love God and Jesus. God and Jesus surround me by love. Home is honesty, a place with truthness. At home I have a sense of direction. With my meaning of home isn't just a project it”s something you can feel when you read it my main point is my home is wherever my family is. My family is my mama sister and my bunny snickers along with some cats. Think about how you could have the most money in a mansion 2 karat gold but is it really home without family. I didn't just sign up for this for the ipad and pizza party but to show what home means to me along with how important my family means to me. As long as I know I tried my best and told My Real Meaning of Home and showed everybody how much my family means to me. I'm happy I get to go home to my family even without the prizes, and celebrate because I got the real prize.