The meaning of home

There are a lot of different ways to call home. For some people it's their bad, others it’s a warm cup of hot chocolate, for me it’s none of that. For me, it’s the intangible things. The thing you can't see or feel. Home is not a place, it is more of a feeling. Like when you are with the people you love, or by yourself, or doing a hobby or sport you love. To me, they all have that feeling. Most times, these things make the negativity in life go away, but sometimes, they just remind you of them. Let me explain. The people in life that I love make me happy. We share so many memories together. They're full of fun and laughter. It fills me with happiness. When I hang out with my friends, I feel at home because I know that they will always be there for me when I need them most. We share a lot in common and can connect over these things and share a strong friendship. It's the same with my family; They love me no matter what! They try to give me the world. What I love the most about my family are the things that make our family different for all the others. Take the “crow call” for example. If ever one of us gets lost in the mall, trying to find our blak truck at night after a long volleyball game, to come in for supper, or anything in between, we just call out the crow call. If ever I hear someone go “Ca Caaaaaaaaaaa!” I know it's my mom or my dad. It reminds me so much of home because I know if I follow that sound, I will find the people that I love so much. But home isn't alway with your family or friends, it can be just you and yourself. I quite like it that way. When I come home after school, I finish my homework and then curl up on the couch or in my room. I feel warm and safe there; like nothing in the world mattered but me. It is quiet, and peaceful. Then, I listen to an audiobook, knit, or even take a nap. The best part is when some times, my 4 pound puppy Pippa snuggles with me too. She is so cute and fluffy. She can make me happy even on my darkest days. I have been struggling mently these last three months and it has been very difficult for me. My parents think they understand, but they don't. They say, “Why are you sad? We give you everything you ask for. You're being over dramatic!” And stuff like that. They do buy me anything I would like and I am lucky to have them, but still. I don’t think they will ever understand what I’m going through. That’s why I like being alone with Pippa sometimes. She will love me no matter what. She can heal me, and brings me happiness like no other. Pippa makes me feel welcomed and love for who I am. She is a miracle. She makes me feel at home. I feel at home when I am being me. I enjoy doing the things that I love. Take acting for example; I love it! It is my blood. My grandfather is a director and my dad was in a play at Neptune Theater when he was 7! I have found that it is not a very common gift. My mom says that her students still talk about the time when Mis. Jupp’s daughter came and did a presentation in front of the whole school! I get to show a side of me that I normally can’t, and it’s fun. When I’m up on the stage, I feel a sense of belonging, a sense of home; like I was meant to be there in the spotlight. I feel like I was born to do it! My favorite sport sailing was also passed down thew blood. My grandfather had a boat and would sail a lot. My father took sailing lessons at the same sailing school that I go to and eventually got to be the head instructor. I drive to learn something new every day, like a new knot or trick. I think the best part is to be out on the water by yourself in a boat. The crashing waves are so peaceful. The school is interesting and fun. I make friends that I never would have made otherwise; friends that share the same passion of a sport that not very many people have. They welcome me with open arms. I feel loved. I feel like I belong out on the water in a bout. I feel at home; a sense of belonging. To me, the meaning of home isn't my address or the roof over my head; others will disagree with me and that’s ok. Home is a feeling of warmth and belonging. I feel it when I'm with the people I love, by myself with a ferry friend and doing a hobby or sport I love . So to put it simply, love is the meaning of home to me.