A Home Built on Family

When my mom was thirteen, she helped her dad (my papa) Bild her house. Little by little they turned it into a home. A home where they live, love, and laugh. Over the years, my family has built something more than a house, they have built a home. I have soooo many family members, so it is where we all meet. That home is where we come together and sing. Were we are all included. That home is where we make memories and grow together. This home is safe, secure, and there for me forever. They will love me no matter how many mistakes I make, or how many times I make them. My home isn't the house they built, but the family they built it on. I know not everyone has a house. So, I am writing this so more people can have a home.