Cote Saint Luc
My Many Homes
What is the meaning of home? There is none. The meaning of home is different for every person. Some people say home is where the heart is or home is not a place but a feeling. When I picture a home I don’t picture walls, a door and a roof. I picture my friends, family, and classmates. I even picture my dance school as my home because I’m there so often. So, in my opinion, I think there’s various meanings of a home.
Montreal. One of my many homes. I am so grateful to live in such a peaceful city. I feel safe even when I’m walking alone in the quiet streets of my neighborhood. Downtown. Loud and busy. When I walk with my family downtown sometimes I see so many homeless people. My sister even starts to cry sometimes because she feels so bad.
Cote Saint Luc. My neighbourhood: peaceful, quiet and comfortable. Sometimes when I walk my siblings to the park, the fellow people in my neighbourhood wave at me. I might not know their names or where they live, but I know I will always wave back. Because those people will always be there for me. Cote Saint Luc will always be home. Because of those people I stay and will always feel safe.
Family. The definition of family in the Oxford Dictionary is, “A group consisting of two parents and their children living together as a unit”. For me, when I’m around my family it makes me feel like home. Either I’m at my grandmother’s house, a hotel or even in another country. I don’t necessarily live there but I’m with my family so it still feels like home. This also applies to my friends because they are like my family. All these people make me feel at home.
All in all, my family, my friends, Cote Saint Luc and Montreal make feel at home. But even if you don’t live in a place with a roof over your head and you still have all the things you love, you could still feel at home. I want to finish this off with a question in mind. What does home mean to you?