Home Sweet Home

Home is a place I adore the most. I take the memories from coast to coast. From trips to leaps to my first day of school. Home is time for thoughts, dreams and imaginations! Home is the place to have some fun, whether it is to stay inside, or go outside and enjoy the sun. You can go flower picking, or do some painting. Home is also a place to celebrate. A place where the cake is ready to be baked. The next day is Eid, when we all share the cake! Home is a party that shares love everywhere. You do not have to beat home to feel at home. Memories can be shared from one place to another. Memories of going out for dinner with other families, or memories of a cheerful greeting. These memories make me feel like I am at home. Home is a place where we share jokes. When laughter hits the living room. The warmth of the house keeps us company. Fun and joy go well together. As our imagination grow so do our In the kitchen is my mother.my mother is known for cooking and baking, the skills and the methods are practiced everyday, which makes her food taste extraordinary. The kitchen is the home of spices. Aromatic smells fill the house. Cooking and baking are both accepted. Life at home feels cozy and safe. Where sadness meets the good and infuses into something great! Emotions may feel big, but there's still a spot for joy. Cooking, baking and multitasking are my mothers gifts. A living room gift is the conversation and jokes we share. All the traits of the parts of my house, they are the things that make a home to me. My home is not just a place to sleep, it is a sanctuary for my soul. Home sweet home.