Home

A house is not a home until you make it one, either by bringing joy or love, even just fun! At first before I moved I was afraid I wouldn't have a home. But then my mom reminded me a home is only a house. It becomes a home when your family moves in, your first dinner, your first gathering around the fireplace with joy. With love in the room, the warmth in the air, that is when you know that you're truly there. I know this may just be a silly old poem, but some people don't know the true meaning of a home. A home is a place with family and love. Your dog and a cat. Somewhere you can’t be sick of, a place you can’t even write of, a home is that amazing somewhere you can make your own. That is the true meaning of a home.