What home means to me
Home isn’t just made of drywall and beams it is made of love, memories, laughter, learning, and fun.
Home is where I feel safe and wake up each and every day. When I walk into the door my body fills with relief.
Home is where family and friends gather and make memories; good ones and bad ones.
No matter what we will remember them.
Home is where all my stress releases and I can relax and not worry about things like what do people think or do people like.
Home is where you fight with your family but no matter what you will all ways go home.
Home is where family is and your family loves.
This is what home means to me.