Home

When I think of home I think of a place to celebrate traditions and to feel safe. Home is full of people I can't replace. From the smell of my dads cooking to my mom telling me about her day,it builds memories, the type of memories that make me smile even when I don’t feel so great. My parents kiss me goodnight every night. My parents make me feel loved by always telling me good morning and wishing me goodnight. When I kiss my brother he smiles. His smile is warm and bright. Even though sometimes me and my parents argue or fight, what I know is that my family loves me and I love them. I appreciate my family and all they do for me because some people don’t have what I have and I have a loving family and clean water to drink. My family makes sure I don’t have to worry about if I have lunch or not. Every time I look through our family photo book I laugh at funny videos of younger me singing very off-key. My mom joins me to laugh and then I start feeling slightly embarrassed and I close the book. Even though I feel embarrassed every picture is like an adventure that once happened.