The Feeling in A Home

Home to me is a feeling, which helps to keep me proceeding. Whenever I am home, I can know that I am loved. My house may be walls, but my home can never fall. Being home makes me feel safe, who cares if it’s just a frame? Too have a home, it’s not necessary for a house, what’s mandatory is to love. You don’t need both a mom or a dad, all you need is someone to love you with all. When you’re home, you can feel complete, even if there is no plate. Homes are filled with love and joy, but some can’t get to enjoy. Some are not as blessed as others, to have the joy with another. Some take advantage of their home, but soon enough they will have no more. Even if I move houses, the memories, will stick to my life. I love my home with all my might, even if sometimes we fight. I can never leave my home, even if I’m all alone. I am very lucky to have what I do, I wish I knew this when I was younger. That’s what home feels to me, to others, it may not be the same.