Home Is Where My Heart Is

Home is where my heart is. A home can be big or small, large or tall. It can have lots of windows or none at all. But most of all home is where my heart is . My home could be at school with people surrounding me or at church standing quietly. A home is somewhere to make memories to share. A home is somewhere to host but to most it’s just a home. A home is like a warm blanket wrapped soundly around me. It’s like a big hug from Mom while she bakes us cookies. Home is where I can be with my big family, six of us in all. Me, Mom, Dad, and my nephew Noah, Maya my sister and Elias my brother-in-law. Plus, one across the sea with my cousins many. In my home the pictures tell a story everyone different. A bad day at home crafting or at a friend's house laughing. My home is special you can feel the love and happiness in the air. A home is yours to be known but a house is just a building. Where is your home?