The Meaning Of Home For Me Is Like The Five Senses

What I see: When I think of home I see the stars in the sky and when I look at one I see Sadie, my old dog and my grandpa looking down at me saying how proud he is. What I smell: I smell the ocean waves as they swish back and forth on the water. What I taste: I taste the salt water at my grandma's cottage as I am swimming in the cool water. What I feel: I feel a small hug from my grandfather telling me I can get through this if I just try hard and do my best. It will all work out. What I hear: I hear Sadie playing in the water as my dad is throwing a stick for her and then she is splashing all the water on my mom. Home is where you are loved and cherished for who you are. I love my home. Thank you Habitat for Humanity for building homes for people in need.