What Home Means To Me

Home means love, Home means family. A Home is a place where we can all be treated as equals, because we are all the same. My Home is where we can play, my Home is where we can have fun. My Home is where we can all be together as one. Our Home started off with just two of us, a Mom and Dad. Then 2 Sisters and a Dog came in. That's when our family really began. My Home is where we can have good times. My Home is where we can relax, not stress, because my family will always be there for me. A family is a loving unbreakable bond. My Home is a place where I'll never be alone. My Home is where I learn about life, and the true meaning of love. I look around my Home and see all the wonderful things that have happened here. The trips we went on, the games we played, the love that spread, and how our family grew. My Home is where my most loved and prized possessions are, my books, art, drawings and more. But nothing I own is as special as my family. My Home is where I can express myself, do the things I've always wanted to do. because a Home is a place where you can believe in yourself and be happy. Where you can tell yourself, I can do it. It doesn't matter if my Home is big or small, or tall or short because what happens inside my Home is bigger than anything. All the fun and laughter and games that we do is what makes our Home amazing. A House is made of walls and floors and objects of such, but my Home is made with love, strong, true love. The bond with me and my Home grows bigger and bigger everyday, because there are so many new things to discover. My Home can be anywhere, it's the people and love inside of the Home that lives on, and that is our true Home. My Home might not be the biggest or the best, but no matter what anybody might think, our Home is so special, so loved, and so magical. And nothing can change that.