What home means to me

I never knew where my home was. I grew up moving constantly, And I thought that all those houses I lived in weren’t home. Until I found out that home isn’t just your house. It’s being with your family and friends,having fun, eating,and much more. Home can be a million different things. And every answer is different for each person. All families are unique. Some can be stuck together like a rock. And some can be separated almost like they’re all lost at sea. To me home is family, love and kindness,and it feels like a fresh breeze. And now I know that all those six houses I lived in were home. I just didn’t realize it. I love my home. No matter which house I live in, Home will always be home as long as you have your family. Thank you Habitat for Humanity for helping me find the meaning of home, And hopefully others.