HOME SWEET HOME

I think home isn’t just a building, it is a place of many feelings and emotions. My actual home is in Chennai, India, but I now live in Toronto, Canada. It was crazy hot in India. Not even once was it was cold. It is quite the opposite in Canada. It is sooooooooooooo cold all the time except July - August. Well, Canada, my new is a pretty cold spot (not a lie)! My home is the only place I know that gives me peace. It is my safe haven. It is silent, calm, and great. When I don't feel well or stressed, my parents make me feel better. Parents are a part of my home. When I feel lonely my sister plays with me. Siblings are my home. Peace is the only word I can think of when I think about my home, my family, my peace. My home is very very happy. If you enter our house you will feel nothing else other than happiness. You can see the smiles on everyone’s face. If you happen to not see a smile, then we are not in the mood! We are very very happy to be a family. My home is kind of like the happiness squad’s headquarters. My place/ home can heal you mentally and physically. Family bonding is the biggest healing technique in my home. Healing is my family’s passion, although my mom and dad are not doctors. But my other relatives are doctors. My family is GREAT. Sometimes I argue with my sister. But at the end of the day she is my sister. Plus I argue with my parents also. Similar to my thoughts about my sister, these are my parents who I appreciate. In fact we have family time everyday. Thank you!