This Is Home To Me
To some people, home might mean a house or a building, where you stay and eat dinner. When I think of the meaning of home I think of where my most valued memories have been made. Where I can talk without being judged. Where my family members are, My mom the amazing cook, my dad the most wonderful person in the world, my sister the one who can pick me up whenever I’m feeling down and last of all my dog, the dog who comes to you when you’re feeling glum or upset( and also licks you to death).
Home is where I don’t have to worry about going to bed with an empty stomach or with a pounding headache. My home is built around love cries and hugs. It’s where people come to feel welcomed, home is inside all of us.