Home is eternal

Home. When you hear the word ‘home’, what do you think of? Do you think of buildings or a window? Well, I think home is a place that feels cozy, like hugging your pillow. Home is a place where you are known, where you belong, and where you are seen. Not just a building but a place where, when you’re tired, you have somewhere to lean. Home is being together, just like one big family. Being kind, being patient, serving and caring for all our community. Families don’t care if you mess up; instead, they would encourage you and lift you up to see the bright side. Be positive, all that matters is that you tried. Just be yourself, show your identity and rise up. Home could be anywhere you ever dreamed of. A gym, a library, even the hospital, just a place where you truly love. But for me, home is like heaven. Where you have hope, bravery, and do things you really, really enjoy, doing anything you want, young and energetic, just like when you were seven. Home could also be a place just for you. Be creative, keep imagining, no one’s going to stop you from being the true you. Home is a place where it’s filled with the noise of laughter. There is no sorrow, sin, or shame, only reaching out for the best thing that could happen later. Did you learn a lot about home? I pray that you did, because home is a mini dome made just for you. And uniquely for everybody else.