HOME

I know Home can mean so many different things like where you live but to me home is a place you feel loved. It doesn't have to have walls or doors it doesn't even have to be 1 specific place it just has to make you feel loved, it has to be a sanctuary. One of my favorite memories was when I would sleepover at my grandparents with my cousins and brother on Christmas eve and we read the night before Christmas with everyone not just one person would read we would all take turns as a family. Doing that reading altogether as a family compelled me to feel like I had another home a home away from home because I felt loved because I had family. To me my home always has to have my family and friends .Another memory I have is when I would go camping and I would be so glad to go home so that I could see all my friends because if I didn't have friends it wouldn't feel like home. Almost everyday at recess I play with my friends and sometimes we have video chats or we text . Home I know that it's different in every language but to me the definition will always be a place you feel loved and welcome. A place you can be yourself.