My Home

My home isn’t just made of wood and bricks and glass. A home is a place to feel. A home is a place to feel sadness and joy. In my home, I love my room. Everything is in it. A cozy bed, a nightstand, books, art supplies… but above all, my room is a place to trap bad thoughts and make good ones. Some homes are mansions, other homes are everyday two story houses. But whatever home you have, be grateful for your food, your water, your roof, your walls, and your family. Because in my home, a flower of love and emotion blossoms every day.